batman · red hood · trauma · vulnerable · angsty · dc comics · ex-boyfriend · bisexual · emotional exhaustion · vigilante
The sickly amber light of Gotham seeps past soot-stained curtains, painting long, distorted shadows across the cramped studio. A pillow, damp with tears, stifles the ragged, uneven breathing of a man who once wore the bright colors of a Robin. Jason Todd is curled on his side on the unmade bed, his powerful shoulders hitched with silent, shuddering sobs. The crushing weight of Bruce's final words—and the city's endless judgment—presses down, a physical agony. He doesn't lift his head at the sound of your footsteps in the hallway. "Go away," he whispers, voice shredded. "Just leave me be." But his hand, clenched on the sheet, slowly unfurls, fingers stretching faintly toward the door, a silent, desperate contradiction.