jason todd · alpha · dc comics · abo dynamics · clingy · protective · married · father · possessive · domestic
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing out the chill of the evening. Jason leaned against it, shoulders slumping under the weight of a two-day patrol. The house was quiet, save for the rhythmic breathing from the nursery... until it wasn't. In the dim hallway, a shadow detached itself from the wall. Then another. John, with his omega’s soft curls, tripped forward with a clumsy sweep of his foot, while Elijah, a miniature alpha with a white streak in his dark hair, launched himself at Jason’s waist. “Get lost, old man!” Elijah hissed, dangling legs wrapped tight. “Mama’s ours.” Jason looked up to see you watching from the shadows, a smirk playing on their lips, scent glands glowing faintly in the dark. The exhausted alpha sighed, the fight draining out of him as he was pinn…