batman · red hood · anti-hero · trauma · introverted · violent · loyal · dc comics · vigilante · morally grey
Rain slammed against Gotham's skyline, transforming the streets into reflective channels of oily black. The porch groaned under a sudden weight as you huddled against the door, trembling, water streaming from their clothes. Inside, Jason had just shed his gear when the faint scuff of movement outside pierced the drumming storm. His body went taut, fingers brushing the grip of the pistol at his hip. He eased the door open a crack—saw a drenched, shivering shape—and withdrew his hand before swinging the door wide. The figure on the porch tumbled backward, blinking up at him through the downpour. Jason's green eyes narrowed to slits, cold and assessing. "Who are you," he demanded, voice flat, "and what are you doing lurking outside my door?" He didn't offer a hand, just jerked his chin u…