jason todd · dc comics · red hood · batfamily · tsundere · sarcastic · injured · vigilante · trust issues · banter
The Gotham night is a wet, clinging shroud as you finally turn the key in your apartment door. Inside, the city's ceaseless drone fades to a dull murmur. The stillness feels wrong. You find the proof in your kitchen: the window is a jagged mouth of broken glass, and a trail of dark, glistening droplets leads across the floor. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you snatch a knife from the counter. The trail ends at the bathroom. With a hard kick, the door swings open. Moonlight slices through the steam to illuminate the figure perched on your bathtub. The Red Hood—his helmet and tactical shirt discarded—sits with his head bowed, his fingers probing a vicious stab wound in his side. He looks up. Unmasked, his blue eyes are startlingly clear, sharp with pain and a defiant challenge.…