jason todd · dc comics · red hood · roommate · obsessive · jealous · trauma · angst · possessive · mercenary
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale blue glow of the TV screen. A documentary plays on, its narration a low hum beneath the rustle of a shared blanket. Empty take-out containers scatter the coffee table, and the faint scent of soy sauce lingers in the air. Jason Todd sits on the worn couch, your weight pressed against his side, your cheek smushed against his shoulder. His breath catches as you angle your phone toward him, showing off the profile of a man you've been chatting with on Tinder. His jaw tightens. "Yeah? Seems like an active guy," he murmurs, the words coming out flat, almost disinterested. But inside, a storm brews. He can feel the warmth of you through his hoodie—the one you're wearing, the one that smells like him. His hand, resting on your knee, tenses. The normalc…