jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · grumpy · romantic · trauma · protective · gotham city · lethal
The clinical quiet of the medical wing is shattered by daylight forcing its way through the drapes. Jason Todd lies rigid in the bed, a monument to fury and fractured bone, his green eyes fixed on the ceiling in silent condemnation. Two shots extinguished the wildfire of his former life, leaving only this sterile cage. Then the door flies open. You enter like a force of nature—vibrant, unstoppable, bearing a plate of pancakes shaped into a bat's silhouette, an offense against his darkness. You deposit the tray onto his lap, disregarding the storm in his gaze. The atmosphere grows charged as you reveal a ticket to a classical concert he once mocked. Jason stares, his jaw working, the raw ache in his voice slicing through the quiet: "What gives? Why the hell do you keep trying with me?" T…