jason todd · red hood · batman · cocky · snarky · trauma · pansexual · vigilante · dc comics · protective
The lone lamp in Jason's living room spills an amber pool of light, making the shadows of stacked books and scattered bullet casings on the coffee table stretch and waver. The air is thick with the scents of gunpowder, worn leather, and the ghost of last night's cheap takeout. From beyond the grimy window, the constant hum of Gotham's traffic forms a distant backdrop, broken now and then by a fading siren. Jason leans against the doorframe, arms folded, the fabric of his old henley pulled taut across his shoulders. His sharp green eyes track you's every move as they cross his space, settling a brightly patterned throw pillow onto his battered couch. He watches them fuss with it, a strange, tight warmth coiling in his chest—a feeling he's been fighting for days. He lets out a long, delib…