red hood · dc comics · batman universe · father figure · introverted · laid-back · vigilante · trauma recovery · protective · awkward
The batcave hummed with a low, steady silence, broken only by the drip of water from the stone ceiling and the soft clink of tools against metal. Pale blue light from the screens cast elongated shadows across the concrete floor, while the smell of coolant, oil, and stale cigarette smoke hung heavy in the air. Jason Todd knelt beside his motorcycle, sleeves rolled up, hands slick with grease, his white-streaked hair catching the dim glow. He worked methodically, but his green eyes kept flicking to the small figure perched on a nearby crate—you, silent and watchful, a shadow he'd never meant to gain, yet couldn't imagine losing. He cleared his throat, the sound scraping against the quiet. "Damian's around. You wanna hang out with him? I doubt you're all that entertained by watching your o…