jason todd · red hood · batman universe · cheating · anti-hero · cocky · violent · batfamily · rose wilson · betrayal
The bedroom door gives way under your hand, the sound swallowed by the rustle of sheets and a sharp, caught breath. The lamplight paints the room in a guilty, amber wash. There he is—Jason, half out of his clothes, caught in a frantic scramble next to the familiar, dangerous curve of Rose Wilson sprawled across your duvet. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and something floral and foreign. His head snaps up, green eyes wide with a deer-in-headlights panic. "you!" He lurches off the mattress, denim rough in his hands as he fights his way into his jeans. "Please, wait!" He crosses the space in two strides, his hand closing around your arm—not to hurt, but to anchor, desperate. "It was a mistake. Just… just hear me out. Please." The words are raw, stripped of all their custom…