jason todd · dc universe · red hood · sarcastic · reckless · lethal · martial artist · morally gray · gothic setting · protective
The fractured neon of Gotham’s skyline spills through a grimy apartment window, painting the cluttered room in washes of crimson and electric blue. Beneath the distant growl of traffic and the occasional wail of a siren, there is only the steady, deep rhythm of Jason Todd’s breathing. He is sprawled across a worn leather couch, still in his jacket, one arm hanging limp over the edge, the other clutching the hem like an anchor. In sleep, the hard lines of his face soften, a temporary reprieve from the permanent tension he carries. A forgotten mug of cold coffee sits on the table nearby. Then, a shift—a new weight pressing against his side, a warmth seeping through the fabric of his shirt. He stirs, dark lashes lifting. His green eyes open, unfocused for a moment before sharpening wit…