batman universe · red hood · vigilante · cocky · flirty · protective · physical touch · muscular · soft spot · dc comics
The apartment lies in deep shadow, broken only by the hazy yellow glow of a streetlight leaking through the blinds. The air is thick with the smell of rain, of sweat and the faint coppery tang of blood — the lingering scent of a night as Red Hood. He drops his helmet onto the table with a heavy, dull thud, the sound reverberating in the still quiet. Jason Todd, six-foot-two of bruised muscle and weary breath, lingers in the doorway for a long moment, letting the silence press in on him. His white streak is damp and plastered to his forehead, his green eyes heavy-lidded with exhaustion. A fresh gash along his ribs slowly seeps through the tear in his dark shirt. He moves to the couch, collapsing into it with a low groan that is part pain, part weary relief. Then he catches the soft sound…