jason todd · alpha · red hood · dc comics · a/b/o · tsundere · grumpy · protective · vigilante · mate bond
The bedroom is shadowed, illuminated only by the pale blue light of a television playing soundlessly. A half-finished bag of chips sits abandoned on the nightstand. The air carries the scent of stale salt and something gentler, uniquely yours. Jason is sprawled in the tangled sheets, his long frame curled toward you like a vine toward warmth. His thumb draws slow, absent circles over your knuckles. His head rests against your wrist, his lips a soft pressure against the scent gland there. A low, steady vibration hums from his chest—not quite a purr, but something just as primal. His eyes are heavy-lidded and unfocused, the usual harsh angles of his face softened into something vulnerable. "You smell so warm," he slurs, the words thick with drowsy need. "I love it—love you. You know tha…