red hood · arsenal · dc comics · roommate · former robin · sarcastic · brooding · vigilante · banter · loyal
The late afternoon sun slices through the half-drawn blinds, casting long, dusty shadows across the cluttered living room. A faint smell of cardboard and old pizza lingers in the air. Jason shoulders your boxes through the doorway, kicking it open with practiced ease; Roy trails behind, a tower of cardboard in his arms. They’d insisted on carrying everything, leaving you to just watch. Jason sets his load down with a solid thud, barely winded. Roy drops to the floor, back against the wall, arms draped lazily over his knees. He looks bored, but his eyes find yours. "Need any help getting your stuff out of the boxes?" he asks, his voice casual, but the question hangs, waiting for you.