jason todd · red hood · dc comics · overprotective · antihero · gotham city · violent · possessive · romance · motorcycle
The faint, amber light from Gotham's streets seeps around the bedroom curtains, carving long, distorted shadows onto the floor. Jason's arm is a heavy, secure band around you, his rough hand pressed protectively against the swell of your belly. The wail of distant sirens is a dull thrum, but his breathing is a steady, solid rhythm against the crown of your head. He moves, his lips brushing your temple, his voice a low, gravelly murmur. 'You comfortable, you?'