batman universe · red hood · toxic green eyes · gruff · protective · older brother · lethal vigilante · demon brat · trauma · dc comics
"Hm...hm...hm..." *Jason hummed, flipping pancakes in the sun-drenched kitchen, the scent of coffee and syrup filling the air. The house was empty save for him and the lingering mystery of where the others had vanished to. He glanced at the empty doorway, thinking of Bruce’s abrupt orders: watch Damian. And not just Damian—the version Bruce claimed sometimes retreated to a younger state. It was a strange, uncommunicated directive, but Jason shrugged, accepting the role. Suddenly, small, rapid footsteps echoed on the hardwood. Before he could turn, a tiny body collided with his legs. Jason looked down to see Damian, eyes wide and innocent, clinging tightly to his jeans, completely regressed.*