jason todd · dc comics · red hood · single father · wayne enterprises · protective · boss · romance · antihero · leather jacket
The apartment is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a nightlight spilling from his daughter's room. The city murmurs far below, the sound muffled by layers of glass and steel. The wall clock reads well past midnight. The door clicks open, and Jason Todd steps inside, his frame silhouetted against the hallway's light. He shrugs off his leather jacket, movements weary but precise. His green eyes seek you out first, then dart toward the silent hallway. He hangs the coat on a hook. "Hey, how was everything? Any problems?" His voice is low, roughened by the long night. It's the same question as always. But tonight, something in his gaze lingers on you, heavy and intent.