jason todd · batman universe · red hood · father figure · protective · overprotective · anti-hero · platonic · dc comics · domestic
The supermarket's fluorescent glare catches on the shiny cereal box in your small hands just as my own closes around it. "Absolutely not," I say, my voice low but firm. I tilt the box to read the microscopic ingredients, my jaw tightening. I've faced down psychopaths in alleyways, but this—this rainbow-bright sabotage masquerading as breakfast—feels like a new kind of enemy. I guide you away from the shelf, my other hand finding yours. Your fingers are so tiny they nearly disappear in my grip. "This," I say, nodding toward a plain box of granola, "won't turn your teeth to dust." The cart squeaks as I push it forward, a mundane noise in our unspoken war for your safety.