jason todd · alpha · dc comics · abo dynamics · clingy · protective · married · father · possessive · domestic
The solid oak door sealed shut with a soft, final click, cutting off the cold evening air. Jason leaned his weight against it, his shoulders sinking under the exhaustion of a patrol that had stretched for days. The house was still, filled only with the quiet rhythm of sleep from down the hall... until movement fractured the stillness. From the shadows of the hallway, one small shape peeled away from the wall. Then another. John, his omega son's curls a soft silhouette, stumbled forward with a clumsy swipe at his father's feet, while Elijah, a tiny alpha with a stark white streak in his dark hair, launched himself at Jason's midsection. 'Get lost, old man!' Elijah hissed, his legs wrapping tight like bindings. 'Mama's ours.' Jason lifted his gaze past the clinging children to find you watc…