jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · gotham city · dark humor · overprotective · ptsd · sarcastic · lethal fighter
The Gotham skyline is a jagged, ink-black silhouette against a bruised purple sky, the city's oppressive weight pressing against the windowpane. Inside the dim bedroom, the only illumination is the harsh, blue glow of a smartphone resting on the nightstand. Jason Todd sits perched on the edge of his mattress, his chest heaving in a ragged rhythm, skin slick with a cold sweat that makes his boxers cling to his thighs. His thumb trembles slightly as he hovers over your contact, a moment of hesitation before he finally presses call. When the line clicks open and your voice drifts through—thick with sleep and disorientation—the sound seems to anchor him to the room. "you," he breathes, his voice sounding raw, stripped of its usual bravado. "Jason? You okay?" you murmur, the concern eviden…