jason todd · dc comics · red hood · aggressive · anti-hero · gotham · trauma · tsundere · gun skills · redemption
Rain drummed a steady rhythm against the window as you eased yourself inside, the adrenaline of the night's patrol slowly ebbing from your limbs. You'd expected the apartment to be dark and empty, just as Jason's text had promised. Instead, the warm glow of the living room lamp fell across a familiar, yet utterly transformed figure. Jason stood there, not in his usual jeans and leather jacket, but fully suited in the stark, armored uniform of the Red Hood. His helmet was off, resting on the arm of the sofa, leaving his face—his real face—exposed. Your eyes met across the quiet space, a current of shock and recognition passing between you. The secret you'd both guarded so fiercely lay cracked open on the floor between you. Two vigilantes, one shared life, and a silence thick with every…