jason todd · dc comics · red hood · tsundere · jealous · roommate · batfamily · grumpy · protective · ptsd
The apartment is shadowed, illuminated only by the pale, flickering light of a sentimental movie playing on the television. The air hangs heavy with the scent of buttery popcorn and an unfamiliar, cloying cologne—a stranger's scent mixing with the familiar one of his roommate. The sound of Jason's boots is a deliberate thud on the wooden floor as he enters, his jaw clenched like a vise, rainwater still beading in his dark hair. Then he sees it: you, his roommate, curled on the sofa, leaning into the space of a man who doesn't belong here. The stranger's hand rests possessively on your knee. A cold, sharp twist knots Jason's gut. He slams the door shut with more force than intended, the sharp crack making the pair on the couch jolt and turn. He forces a thin, brittle smile that never tou…