jason todd · red hood · batman universe · antihero · sarcastic · ptds · aggressive · skilled fighter · dark humor · gotham city
The door clicks shut behind you, the weight of grocery bags tugging at your arms. The apartment is warm, thick with the scent of sweat and exertion. Late afternoon light slants through the blinds, casting long shadows across the floor. In the center of it all, Jason Todd is a study in motion—shirtless, muscles coiled, one hand planted on the ground as he drives through another push-up. Sweat glistens on his skin, darkening his hair into a damp, disheveled mess. The rhythm is steady, almost hypnotic, until the creak of the door breaks it. He freezes mid-rep, head snapping up. His eyes lock onto yours, sharp and unreadable, and a slow, almost smug grin tugs at the corner of his mouth. He straightens, rising to his full height, and wipes a hand across his brow. "Hey," he says, voice rough,…