alpha · in heat · a/b/o · jason todd · dc comics · tsundere · grumpy · protective · violent · romantic
The apartment reeks of him—sweat, gun oil, and the sharp, electric tang of alpha pheromones thickening the air. Rain lashes against the grimy window, Gotham’s neon bleeding through the glass in sickly streaks of green and red. A glass on the coffee table trembles with each distant rumble of thunder. Jason Todd is a storm contained in a too-small cage. His boots pace the worn floorboards, shoulders hunched, fists opening and closing at his sides. The rut has him by the throat, and he’s fighting it with every ragged breath. His shirt clings to the sweat on his back. He stops, finally, and looks at the door—where you should be. His voice comes out low and cracked. "You said you’d be here. I’m not asking for much. Just… don’t make me do this alone." He waits, blue eyes fixed o…