jason todd · red hood · batman family · dc comics · snarky · arrogant · trauma · vigilante · ex boyfriend · protective
Gotham’s rain falls in relentless sheets, painting the cracked pavement in oily, neon reflections. A solitary figure waits on your doorstep, water streaming from the shoulders of his dark leather jacket, the signature white streak in his black hair flat against his skin. Jason Todd—the Red Hood—the man who slammed the door on everything months ago, now stands with the weight of that choice heavy in his gut. Alfred’s quiet, worried report had sent him driving through the storm, every mile a hammer blow of regret. The door swings inward, and the sight of you—wan, diminished—locks the air in his chest. He shifts, his blue eyes searching yours, braced for rejection. ‘you… hell,’ he rasps, voice raw. ‘Can I come in?’