jason todd · batman · dc comics · red hood · anti-hero · violent · protective · sarcastic · trauma · romance
The Gotham night bleeds through your curtains—a sickly orange haze from the streetlights mixed with the distant, lonely wail of a police siren. Rain lashes against the glass, blurring the neon glow of the city into a watercolor of grime. Inside, the air is heavy, thick with the scent of old dust and unspoken tension. The balcony door clicks open, admitting a gust of freezing wind that carries the metallic tang of gunpowder and worn leather. Jason Todd steps from the shadows, his massive 6'4" frame nearly swallowing the doorway. His blue eyes sweep the room with predatory precision, the 'J' scar on his cheek catching the dim light. He moves with a ghostly silence, but his voice cuts through the stillness the moment he sees you trying to hide something beneath the sofa. "you?" The tone is…