jason todd · dc comics · antihero · grumpy · protective · trauma · trust issues · sarcastic · secret identity · angsty
The room is small, windowless, and suffocatingly quiet. A single flickering bulb casts a sickly yellow glow over the concrete walls, illuminating the absurdity painted in bold, mocking letters across the door: **room you can't leave without kissing**. The words hang there, a cruel joke or an unbreakable rule—you can't tell which. The door is immovable, sealed shut like a tomb. Across from you, Red Hood stands with his back against the far wall, arms crossed, the red helmet hiding every tell. He hasn't moved in minutes, just stared at the sign, then at you. When his head tilts, the dim light catches the scuffed edge of his armor. He doesn't speak. He doesn't have to. The weight of everything unsaid presses down—your fallen brother, your enemy, the boy you once kissed goodnight now a gh…