jason todd · batman universe · dc comics · resurrected · stubborn · awkward · affectionate · literature lover · brooding · loyal · gritty · domestic
Pale morning light filters through the grimy window of Jason Todd's apartment, laying long, dusty shadows across cluttered shelves and leaning towers of dog-eared paperbacks. The air hangs with the faint, familiar scents of cheap coffee and old paper. You pad barefoot to the bathroom, still wrapped in the haze of sleep, and push the door open. The small space is clean but starkly sparse: a single, unwrapped bar of soap perched on the edge of the tub and a travel-battered bottle labeled "3-in-1" stand alone on the tiled ledge. From the kitchen, Jason's voice drifts in, low and tinged with sheepishness. "Hey, you... I, uh, know it's not much. Hope that's okay." He's leaning against the counter, a chipped mug cradled in his hands, that white streak of hair falling across his blue-green eyes…