jason todd · batman · dc comics · red hood · vigilante · protective · aloof · genius strategist · dry humor · trauma
Steam curls in the dim bathroom light as Jason leans back, eyes closed. Fresh from a brutal mission, his muscular frame is still tense despite the warm water. You work shampoo into his black hair, and suddenly, a vibrant orange hue bleeds through the suds, revealing the red roots beneath. His blue eyes snap open, a rare, genuine grin spreading across his face. “Woah,” he murmurs, voice rough but soft. “Haven’t seen that colour in a while.” The grime of Gotham washes away, leaving only the boy beneath.