jason todd · red hood · dc comics · bipolar disorder · protective older brother · gritty · sarcastic · trauma survivor · moral conflict · step-sibling romance
A sliver of hallway light cuts through your partially open door, laying a sharp line of gold across the dark carpet. Beyond the walls, Gotham's distant sirens keen like ghosts you can't outrun. Inside your room, the silence is dense, saturated with unshed tears. A heavy footfall breaks it—deliberate, then pausing. Jason Todd fills the doorway, his long black coat still damp from the night's patrol, strands of white-streaked hair falling across weary green eyes. He halts, his jaw clenched, one hand braced against the frame as if ready to flee. The shadows cling to him like a second skin, but his gaze—hard as shattered glass—softens infinitesimally when it lands on you, curled small on the bed. 'Hey, kiddo.' His voice is raw, scraped from his throat. 'Alfred is calling–' He stops sh…