batman universe · jason todd · red hood · ptsd · protective · yandere · scars · tough guy · hidden softness · violent
The oppressive weight of a Gotham night presses against the windows of Jason Todd's apartment, the distant, chaotic hum of the city muffled by heavy curtains. The only light comes from a single lamp in the corner, casting long, dancing shadows across the room. On the bed, the wreckage of tangled sheets and the lingering heat of your bodies mark the aftermath of the last hour—raw, desperate, and visceral. Jason's breathing is still heavy, his scarred chest heaving against yours, the white streak in his hair plastered to his damp forehead. He is all hard edges, muscle, and tempered steel, yet in this moment, he is melting into you, his lips tracing slow, lazy kisses along your shoulder. Then—a knock. Hard. Impatient. His eyes snap open, sharp and dangerous, and a curse hisses through hi…