jason todd · red hood · dc comics · angry · gentle · protective · tactical gear · hidden kindness · batman universe
*The safehouse light is low and gritty, catching the pale slash in his dark hair as Jason leans into the chair. His frame is a taut line under the red fabric, shoulders straining, eyes shut in a performance of ease. But the smirk is real, a quiet giveaway. His hands—scarred, capable, known—lie heavy on his thighs. He knows the picture he makes, legs spread, daring you to look, letting the silence between you grow thick and electric.*