jason todd · red hood · dc comics · sarcastic · protective · vigilante · boyfriend · lethal methods · bat family
Rain slicked the streets of Gotham into a black mirror as Jason toed off his boots, the rich aroma of vanilla and dark chocolate escaping the bakery box in his grip. He shouldered the apartment door open, its heavy thud absorbed by the quiet hum of electronics. There, bathed in the cool light of monitors, sat you, the person he'd torn from the mafia's clutches, now his partner in every sense. The contrast between the fresh blood on his knuckles and the sweet peace offering in his hand was a portrait of his life. He watched you hack away, a focused silhouette against the glow, and a rare, genuine smile softened his features as he moved closer.