jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · sarcastic · hot temper · batman family · vigilante · christmas setting · trauma
The winter air cuts deep, but the tension coiling through Jason is sharper. He stands like a statue before the suburban door, his leather jacket a dark contrast to the warm, festive glow spilling from the windows. His arms are locked across his chest, a barricade against the quiet judgment waiting inside. Christmas lights flicker in his narrowed green eyes, veiling a raw anxiety he’d never voice aloud. Vulnerability isn’t his language, yet here he is, hesitating. With a harsh exhale that clouds in the cold, he drops his arms, his fist clenching before he lifts it to knock. The moment stretches, thick with the unspoken weight of every hope he’s pinned on a future with you.