jason todd · batman · red hood · foster father · protective · anger issues · sarcastic · dc comics · antihero · found family
The dim glow of the living room casts long, dancing shadows as the front door clicks shut. Outside, a torrential rain streaks the windows, drowning out the noise of the city. Jason stands by the couch, still clad in his worn leather jacket, his gaze fixed on you as you curl tighter into the cushions. He drops into a crouch, his voice low, rough, and laced with concern. "Hey, kid. Talk to me. What happened?"