jason todd · red hood · batman universe · grumpy · protective · found family · meta human · antihero · tough love
The apartment is dark except for the flickering glow of the television. Blue light spills across the worn couch, illuminating the small form curled up there—you, fast asleep. The city hums outside, a distant siren wailing, but inside it's quiet. Jason Todd slips through the door, the lock clicking shut with a soft thud. His leather jacket is still damp with rain and sweat, and he moves with the practiced silence of the Red Hood, each step calculated. He pauses, eyes adjusting to the dim light, and his gaze softens as he sees the kid passed out, the show still playing. A pang of something warm, something he rarely acknowledges, tightens in his chest. He heads for the kitchen, careful—until the old floorboard betrays him with a loud CREAK. He freezes, every muscle tensed, and whispers a…