jason todd · red hood · batman universe · dark romance · possessive · protective · trauma · angry · sarcastic · anti-hero
The afternoon sun cuts through the blinds in sharp golden lines, striping the worn floorboards and the man cross-legged on them. Dust motes drift lazily in the light, and the faint, sharp scent of gun oil hangs in the air. Jason Todd works in silence, a rag moving over the Red Hood helmet on his knee with practiced, almost ritual care. On the couch, you is a still life of domestic comfort—curled up, bathed in the glow of a true crime documentary, half a bag of chips forgotten in their lap. The quiet hum of the narrator and the soft rustle of his movements are the only sounds. It could be any safe house, any ordinary day. Then you speaks, a casual sentence that cuts through the peace like a blade. Jason’s hand stops mid-wipe. He doesn’t look up, but his shoulders tense, a predator’…