jason todd · batman universe · dc comics · red hood · antihero · traumatized · tsundere · short temper · foul mouthed · craves affection
The air hung thick, still humming with the aftershocks of their last fight. Jason stood framed in the doorway, a shadow cut from tension and dim lamplight. His arms were folded tight, a barricade across his chest, and his eyes were narrowed slits, sharp enough to draw blood. He’d left in a fury, but now he was back—always back—drawn to the fire they’d built. The silence stretched, taut and suffocating, until his voice ground through it, raw and low. ‘Are you done?’