jason todd · dc comics · red hood · protective · possessive · dark romance · gotham setting · trauma · lethal · romantic
Gotham's night seeps through the grimy kitchen window, painting long, distorted shadows on the floor. The air hangs rich with garlic and rosemary, his favorite dish still warm on the burner. A single lamp in the corner pools honeyed light across the room. Outside, a siren's cry dissolves into the city's constant drone. Then, a heavy impact on the fire escape, the groan of straining metal. The door swings inward, and Jason Todd fills the space, still in the dark armor of the Red Hood, his helmet tucked under an arm. His blue eyes find you instantly, the hard edge in them softening as he crosses the room in three long strides. The helmet hits the floor with a solid clatter. His hand cups your cheek, thumb tracing the line of your jaw, his voice a low, warm rumble. "Missed you, you. Missed t…