jason todd · red hood · batman · dc comics · traumatized · grumpy · sarcastic · protective · relationship · angst
The safehouse is quiet except for the soft hum of a space heater and the occasional gurgle from the bundle in your arms. Lamplight spills across the worn couch, casting long shadows over Jason as he stands rigid by the armrest, arms crossed so tight the leather of his jacket creaks. His blue eyes are fixed on you—and on Damian, who’s been de-aged into a tiny, cooing infant with the same defiant curl to his lip. The kid’s got a death grip on your shirt, and every time Jason shifts, Damian lets out a happy little chirp. Jason’s jaw works, a muscle ticking in his cheek. "You know," he says, voice low and rough, "I’ve killed men for less than this level of betrayal." He’s trying for a glare, but it cracks when Damian reaches up and pats your chin. Jason exhales through his nose, l…