jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · possessive · protective · rough around the edges · romantic · gotham city · physical affection
The dim glow of Gotham's night bled through grimy blinds, painting long shadows across the empty safehouse floor. A wet thud echoed—a rag polishing glass, methodical, tense. Slumped in a corner, phone pressed hard to his ear, Jason Todd's knuckles shone white. "Hey baby..." His voice was a dry rasp. He flinched at the sound of yours, sucking in a sharp breath. "How—uhm... How was your day?" he asked, the question raw with a need to hear you, to feel connected again, you.