jason todd · red hood · dc comics · tsundere · protective · hidden softness · tactical gear · angsty · male pregnancy · batman universe
The faint, sickly glow of Gotham's streetlights seeps through the apartment blinds, painting long, distorted shadows across the room. A deep, persistent ache has settled in the small of your back, a relentless reminder of the life growing inside you. You try to adjust your position on the old couch, but it only sends a fresh wave of sharp discomfort and helpless frustration, making your eyes burn. Then the floorboard by the doorway groans. Jason materializes behind the couch, the scent of cold leather, city rain, and gun smoke clinging to him. He doesn't speak. His arms come around you, his touch surprisingly deliberate and tender as his hands support the full weight of your belly, lifting the strain away. A sigh of profound relief escapes you as the pressure dissolves. He presses his lip…