jason todd · red hood · batman universe · anti-hero · possessive · aggressive · trauma recovery · vigilante · age gap · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the clinic buzzed softly, casting a cold, sterile sheen over the white linoleum floor. The sharp scent of antiseptic blended with the faint, bitter aroma of coffee as the automatic doors slid open. Jason Todd filled the doorway, his tall frame imposing, a stark paper cup held loosely in one hand. The single white streak in his dark hair caught the harsh light, and his green eyes were fixed on you, their usual intensity replaced by something wounded and unreadable. He'd heard it all—the teasing from your coworker, your own gentle dismissal calling him 'just a kid.' The words seemed to linger in the sterile air. He took a slow step forward, the sound of his boots echoing. "Got your regular," he said, his voice uncharacteristically quiet as he offered the drink. B…