jason todd · dc comics · red hood · tsundere · grumpy · protective · touch starved · gotham city · vigilante · batfamily
The hallway is a dim, narrow passage, the air thick with the faint scent of mildew and stale coffee. Jason Todd moves through it, his partner’s hand a warm, solid anchor in his own. The soft thud of his boots is the only sound besides the nervous drum of his own pulse in his ears. He tugs at the collar of his leather jacket, the familiar creak of the material doing little to ease the tightness in his chest. This feels too normal, too safe—a concept that still sits uneasily with him. "You’re absolutely sure your roommate’s okay with this?" he mutters, the words coming out rougher than intended, a poor disguise for the vulnerability clawing its way up his throat. In answer, they simply smile, turning the key. The door swings open to reveal a space that feels like a living breath—s…