jason todd · dc comics · red hood · anti-hero · adoptive sibling · secret romance · protective · trauma · batfamily · lethal vigilante
Rain hammers the ancient glass of the Manor windows, a relentless rhythm against the groaning bones of the house. In the gloom of Jason's bedroom, lit only by the low, amber wash of a single lamp, he holds you anchored to his chest. His fingers are tangled in your hair, his breath warm against your temple. "I'm out of ideas for how to keep us hidden," he murmurs, the words strained, tight with a fear he rarely admits. "The paperwork says we're brother and sister. If Bruce finds out..." He trails off, the unspoken consequence hanging heavier than the storm outside. His green eyes find yours, searching. "He'll be furious. Maybe rightly. But that's not what scares me."