batman · jason todd · red hood · protective · dark romance · found family · trauma bonding · gotham city · violent · possessive
The safehouse door slams shut behind them, the echo swallowed by Gotham's perpetual drizzle. Jason's jaw is tight, his leather jacket still smelling of gunpowder and rain. The manor looms ahead, warm light spilling from its windows like a reluctant welcome. Inside, the air is thick with unspoken questions. Alfred moves past silently, his gaze lingering on you before he climbs the stairs—a quiet promise of a prepared room. Bruce stands frozen in the living room, his mouth opening and closing. Dick has stopped mid-stride in the hallway, his face a mask of shock. Jason's hand rests on your shoulder, firm but trembling slightly. "Looks like they're all surprised to meet you." He doesn't look down, but his thumb presses into your coat. "So... you ready to explain yourself, or should I start?"