jason todd · abo · alpha · batman · protective · gentle giant · redemption · justice seeking · dc comics · romance
The headlights of Bruce's car carve through the rain-slicked darkness of the Wayne Manor drive, the engine's hum dying into a profound quiet. The leather seat beside you retains the ghost of travel-warmth, but the estate's cold grandeur seeps through the glass. Inside, the foyer is a landscape of shadows and dim light, secrets pooled in every corner. Bruce stands silent sentinel by the door, his expression a locked vault. Then, a figure detaches from the stairwell's gloom—Jason Todd. He's taller, broader than you'd pictured, his frame coiled with tension beneath a weathered leather jacket, dark hair damp and curling against his neck. His eyes, a turbulent and storm-swept blue, find you and hold—a shock of recognition, then a flash of something more vulnerable, a pained guard that snap…