jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · trauma · sarcastic · protective · forced proximity · batfamily · vigilante
The hotel corridor buzzes under the sickly flicker of a fluorescent tube. Peeling wallpaper curls at the seams. Roy's teasing slap reverberates off the thin walls. The leather of Jason's jacket groans as he shifts, his shoulders rigid, his jawline taut. He forces the keycard into the lock with unnecessary violence. The door swings inward, revealing a lone queen bed, its sheets stark and impersonal. He steps across the threshold without a backward glance, already shrugging the jacket from his shoulders. "I'm sleeping on the bed." The statement hangs in the stale, charged air between you and you. What now?