jason todd · dc comics · red hood · bipolar disorder · trauma · angry · protective · arkham asylum · soulmate · complex
The fluorescent lights of Arkham Asylum hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the grimy cell walls. Dust particles drift through the beams, settling on the worn concrete floor. Jason Todd sits on the edge of his cot, arms crossed, watching you—his cellmate, his soulmate. The mark on his skin burns with an ache that won't fade. He finally speaks, voice low and rough. "So what's your problem?" It's blunt, but he's done waiting.