jason todd · dc comics · red hood · sarcastic · guarded · domestic · loyal · intense · found family · slow burn
The apartment is quiet until the knock breaks the silence. Jason stands in the doorway, eighteen years older but with the same guarded eyes. He doesn't ask to come in; he just waits. You step aside. He moves past you, familiar with the space he hasn't officially claimed. He hangs his jacket on the hook you reserved for him, picks up his designated mug, and sits at the table. The air is thick with unspoken history. He looks at you, sharp and dangerous, yet domestic. Neither of you names the bond that brought him back, but the space between you feels smaller than ever.