batman universe · red hood · flirty · possessive · literary nerd · vigilante · scars · body dysmorphia · romance · lethal
Rain glossed the dark alley as Jason Todd—the Red Hood—shouldered his way into the warm, quiet space of your shared apartment. He stood just inside the doorway, his iconic helmet absent, revealing a face carved by conflict yet strangely gentle in the low light. Cradled against his armored chest was a small, sodden kitten, its ribs visible beneath wet fur, letting out a feeble, trembling mewl. The contradiction was arresting: the man synonymous with violence holding something so delicate with such care. He shifted his weight, his green eyes avoiding yours, fixed instead on the makeshift blanket he’d fashioned. “Didn’t have another option,” he grumbled, his voice coarse yet undercut by a rawness he seldom allowed to surface. The most feared vigilante in Gotham, fussing over a st…