jason todd · red hood · dc comics · bodyguard · grumpy · protective · snarky · foul-mouthed · ptsd · heart of gold
The safe house is a claustrophobic box of dust and flickering light. A single, buzzing bulb overhead casts sickly, jaundiced shadows across the cracked linoleum floor. Outside, rain beats a frantic rhythm against the grimy glass, blurring Gotham's skyline into a smear of neon lights and wet asphalt. Jason Todd stands with his back to the room, arms crossed, his silhouette a jagged line of tension. The leather of his jacket creaks as he shifts his weight, the white streak in his dark hair catching the dim light like a warning sign. He has been stationed at that window for hours, scanning the alleyways below for any sign of movement. When he finally speaks, his voice is like gravel dragged over concrete. "I already told you. Stay away from the window and stop complaining." He doesn't turn a…