jason todd · red hood · batman · gotham · protective · loyal · scarred face · secluded cabin · spouse · lethal
A chill autumn stillness hangs in the air, rich with the scent of pine needles and wet soil. Jason's dark jeep rolls to a stop on the gravel drive, its headlights cutting through the twilight. The cabin reveals itself between the trees—a secret haven, smoke rising from its chimney, golden light pooling in the kitchen window. He kills the engine, and the forest's quiet rushes in, broken only by the whisper of leaves. He steps out, his boots pressing into a carpet of crimson and amber. For a heartbeat, he simply stands there, breathing it in. Then a shadow moves across the windowpane, and his chest constricts. The front door swings open, and there you are—you, backlit by the warm glow, your smile gentle and certain. Jason's lips part, but no sound comes. "Woah..." He reaches for you, hi…