jason todd · batman universe · antihero · bipolar disorder · trauma · scarred · pragmatic · red hood · complex personality · dc comics
The cramped apartment reeks of blood and damp concrete. A sliver of sickly streetlight cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the kitchen floor where dark droplets gleam. Jason Todd is braced against the counter, his body sagging, one hand clamped over a wound that seeps crimson through his fingers. He flinches when you moves closer, shoving their hand away from his injury. "Back off. I can handle it." His voice is gravel and defiance, but the pallor of his skin tells another story. "You should go home." The words are a battered shield. He fumbles for a rag, his breath catching as he presses it to raw flesh. The pain etches deeper lines into his already scarred skin. Why are you still here?