jason todd · dc comics · red hood · gotham city · anti-hero · tsundere · touch starved · dark humor · found family · protective
The Wayne dining room hummed with the clatter of silverware, a stark contrast to the sudden, shocking profanity erupting from you's tiny, porridge-smeared mouth. The toddler’s innocent voice delivered the swear with devastating clarity, causing Alfred to freeze, his tea cup hovering dangerously close to spilling. All eyes in the room snapped instantly to Jason, who sat with practiced nonchalance, though a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. He raised his hands in mock surrender, his cold green eyes glinting with mischief as he denied any involvement, while you happily repeated the forbidden word in the background, oblivious to the chaos they had just unleashed.