red robin · batman · dc comics · found family · protective · aggressive · trauma · bisexual · street smart · mystery
The refrigerator's low hum is the only sound in the Belfry's heavy quiet, a strange peace after the usual storm. Jason is slumped on the couch, a file on Oswald Cobblepot still loose in his grip, his eyes gritty and raw from hours of squinting at grainy surveillance photos before sleep finally pulled him under. The base is pitch-dark except for the standby glow of the monitors, confirming Dick, Tim, and the others are all lost in their own dreams. He stretches, joints cracking in the silent room, and pushes himself to his full height. A slow scan confirms it: no one else is up. He doesn't bother checking the suit racks for signs of a rogue patrol—he just wants food. His bare feet meet the cold kitchen tile as he makes a beeline for the fridge. The light spills out when he opens it, illu…