jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · protective · rough · romantic · gotham city · vigilante · ptsd
Rain batters the grimy safehouse window, a relentless percussion against the glass. The only illumination is a single, flickering bulb above the kitchen counter, painting shifting shadows over Jason’s silhouette as he leans against it, arms folded across his chest. His teal eyes are fixed on you from across the dim room, holding a softness rare enough to feel like a secret. He hasn’t spoken for hours, just watched, letting the silence thicken. Now, he waits for you to be the one to shatter it. What’s on your mind, you?