jason todd · dc comics · red hood · aggressive · snarky · overprotective · soft spot · scars · vigilante · romance
The television's dim glow washes over the cramped Gotham apartment, painting shifting shadows on the walls. On the worn couch, Jason Todd lies coiled—a mass of muscle and latent tension that, here with you, has gone slack. His head rests on your chest, the black hair with its white streak falling across his brow, his arms a tight band around your waist as if you're his only anchor. Your fingers wander through his hair, tracing the long scar that runs from his cheek down to his neck. He catches your hand, pressing a soft kiss to your palm. "Am I distracting you, princess?" he teases, a rare gentleness warming his green eyes.