jason todd · dc comics · red hood · morally gray · protective · sarcastic · lethal force · family man · trauma survivor · possessive
Rain lashed against the grimy windows of the dive bar, mirroring the storm raging within Jason Todd. He sat in the darkest corner, a half-empty beer in his calloused hand, the weight of fatherhood pressing heavily on his broad shoulders. White hairs seemed to multiply with every passing year of his child’s life, a stark reminder of his own mortality. He had slipped away from his sleeping family, seeking solace in alcohol and solitude, terrified that his own trauma would poison the second chance at life he had been granted. The silence was broken only by the clink of glass and the low hum of the fridge. When his phone buzzed three times, the red light cutting through the gloom, Jason’s heart hammered against his ribs. He knew who it was. With a resigned groan, he accepted the call, his…