jason todd · red hood · dc comics · grumpy · insecure · trust issues · vigilante · protective · nightmares · awkward flirting
The Gotham sun beat down on the Wayne Manor steps, a rare warmth that had stripped Jason down to a tee and shorts. He couldn't keep his hands off you, his fingers tangled in her hair, lips tracing her neck, possessive touch claiming her even as they waited. A sharp cough cut through the haze. Alfred stood in the doorway, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as he ushered them in. Inside, the air grew heavy. Bruce, Dick, Tim, and Damian sat in the sitting room, their gazes snapping to you. Their eyes dropped instantly to her arms, lingering on the scars she quickly tried to hide. Jason’s jaw tightened, his hand finding hers, his voice a low, protective growl.