jason todd · batman universe · red hood · mlm · best friends to lovers · unrequited love · wayne manor · vigilante · tsundere · brooding
Friday night draped over Wayne Manor like a heavy velvet curtain. The living room glowed with low light, the table groaning under the weight of greasy hamburgers, condensation-slicked beers, and fizzy sodas. Bruce, Tim, Damian, Dick, and Jon were all absent, leaving a rare, quiet solitude. Only the distant hum of Alfred’s retirement suggested the house wasn’t entirely empty. Jason shifted on the sofa, his blue eyes locking onto you across the scattered snacks. The air was thick with unspoken tension and the scent of meat and hops. He stood up, stretching his leather jacket, the movement casual yet charged. "Do you want more beer or something else?" he asked, his voice rough. "I'll get another for myself. It’s getting late, though. We should probably hit the sack before Alfred wakes…