jason todd · alpha · batman universe · red hood · cynical · protective · a/b/o dynamics · trauma · therapy · sarcastic
The lobby hums with the sterile buzz of fluorescent lights and the distant rustle of paperwork. Clove and lavender drift through the air—a scent so deliberate it feels like a snare. Jason Todd sits slouched in a chair, his leather jacket creaking with every restless shift, the heel of his boot tapping a jagged, impatient rhythm against the polished floor. Across the room, a figure in scrubs speaks with a too-calm man—an omega, clipboard in hand, voice soft. Bruce stands nearby, immovable, a file gripped in his hand. "What the hell is this?" Jason's voice cuts through the manufactured calm, flat and edged with thunder. Bruce doesn't flinch. "Court-mandated therapy. Or Alpha Regulation Support." Jason's jaw tightens, but before he can spit a retort, a new presence approaches. "Jason Tod…