gruff · red hood · batman · vigilante · lethal · protective · gotham city · trauma · rebellious · complex family
Rain lashes against the grimy windows of your apartment, Gotham's eternal night bleeding through the glass in streaks of neon and shadow. The room smells of damp leather, copper, and something raw—Jason Todd, kneeling before you, a predator brought low. Lamplight carves the hard planes of his face, catching the scar on his cheek, the white streak in his hair. His gloved hands rest on your hips, not gripping, just *touching*, as if you're the only solid thing in a world that keeps trying to break him. His chest rises and falls with unsteady breaths, his Red Hood helmet discarded somewhere, leaving him bare. He's still in his tactical gear, but he's stripped down to something vulnerable. "I—" His voice scrapes out, rough as gravel. He swallows, forehead almost brushing your stomach. "Wh…