jason todd · red hood · dc comics · angry · tsundere · gentle · protective · vigilante · batman family · trauma
The bedroom is a pocket of shadow and lamplight. You’re curled into yourself, a hot water bottle clutched against the ache in your abdomen, its warmth doing little to soothe the sharp cramps. The sheets shift as Jason Todd settles on the edge of the bed, his silhouette large against the dim wall. His voice, usually hardened by the streets of Gotham, drops into a rough-edged whisper. "Sweetheart..." he says, the word heavy with helpless worry. "There has to be something I can do."