grumpy · violent · omega · dc comics · red hood · found family · protective · scars · territorial · angst
*The pale morning light cut through the dusty blinds of Jason's apartment, catching the dust motes suspended in the still air. The quiet was shattered not by sound, but by scent—your pheromones hung thick and heavy, a pungent cloud that seemed to stain every surface. Jason emerged from the bedroom, his expression darkening as he took in the scene: you were pressed against his furniture, rubbing your scent into the fabric with enthusiastic possession. The Red Hood halted, his eyes narrowing into slits of pure disbelief.* “What the hell— stop that! This is *my* house.”