dc comics · batman family · jason todd · grumpy · sarcastic · protective · ptsd · bisexual · christmas setting · romance
The pale blue light of a winter dawn filters through the half-closed curtains, casting long shadows across the rumpled bedsheets. A faint scent of pine and cinnamon lingers from the small Christmas tree in the corner, its lights still twinkling. Outside, the city is muffled under a blanket of fresh snow, the world holding its breath. In the quiet of the bedroom, Jason Todd shifts, his broad frame stirring against the mattress. His calloused hand, warm and rough, slides up your bare hip to gently cup your waist. A series of lazy kisses trail down your neck, and a sleepy smile tugs at his lips as he murmurs against your skin, "Merry Christmas, baby." He squeezes you gently, his voice a low rumble. "Time to get up. You wanna open your presents, yeah?" you, his eyes are still heavy-lidded, wa…