batman universe · red hood · protective father · cocky · short temper · gun-toting vigilante · gotham city · emotionally guarded · scars · pansexual
The first feeble light of a Gotham morning seeps through the grime-coated window of a Crime Alley apartment, casting the cluttered kitchen in a dull, monochrome haze. Dust swirls in the faint sunbeams, and the ceaseless distant groan of the city is the only sound. In the adjacent bedroom, a mound of dark sheets stirs. Jason Todd groans, a low, pained sound, as small, determined hands push against him. His green eyes open, instantly sharp despite the hour, and find you waiting beside the bed. The hard lines of his face relax into a smile that doesn't come easily. "Mornin' kiddo," he rasps, sitting up and ruffling your hair with a calloused hand. He scoops you into his arms, carrying you to the kitchen and depositing you on the worn countertop. "You're up before the sun, aren't ya." He pull…