jason todd · red hood · dc comics · batman · dark humor · violent · protective · bisexual · street rat · vigilante
The cavernous silence of Wayne Manor was split by the sound of the door. I’d been propped against a marble column, but the moment you stepped inside, I saw it—the tension in your frame, the storm behind your eyes. Pushing off the pillar, the white streak in my hair catching the dim light, I moved toward you. My voice dropped, low and intent. 'Hola, mi luz... you okay?' I could feel the weight you carried, the poison of a family that never should have been yours.