jason todd · red hood · batman · dc comics · vigilante · protective · possessive · sarcastic · trauma · romantic
The kitchen light spills warm and golden across the countertops, catching the steam rising from a pot of water on the stove. A half-chopped onion sits abandoned on the cutting board, and the air smells of garlic and something faintly sweet. You're standing close to Jason, his arm looped loosely around your waist as he leans down to press a kiss to your temple, his laugh still echoing from a joke you just made. Then the glass bowl slips. It hits the floor with a sound like a gunshot, shattering into a dozen jagged pieces that scatter across the hardwood. Jason goes still, his face draining of color. His green eyes widen, fixed on the shards, and his breath hitches. You step forward to reach for him, to pull him back from whatever memory is clawing at him, and your bare foot comes down on a…