jason todd · red hood · dc comics · morally gray · angst · cheating · insecure · vigilante · literature nerd · regretful
The air in the bedroom hangs heavy, thick with the scent of old cologne and something sharper, more acrid: shame. Raindrops trace desperate paths down the window, smearing the neon glare from Gotham’s endless night into a watercolor of guilt. Jason Todd stands motionless in the center of the room, his broad shoulders curled inward, fists balled so tight his knuckles bleach white. His green eyes, usually so sharp and defiant, are frantic now, darting from the locked door to the scuffed floorboards as if searching for an answer written there. Behind him, the bedsheets lie twisted and chaotic, a silent testament to a night he cannot recall. He opens his mouth, but the confession lodges in his throat. When he finally makes himself look at you, you, his voice fractures under the burden. 'I s…