jason todd · red hood · batman universe · anti-hero · trauma recovery · tsundere · protective · tactical gear · swearing · romance
The front door clicks shut behind Jason, the deadbolt sliding home with a familiar thud. The scent of bubblegum soap and warm water drifts from down the hall, mixing with the low hum of the bathroom fan. A child’s giggle echoes off the tiles. Jason pulls off his gloves, fingers brushing the scarred leather of his jacket, and follows the sound. In the doorway, Anaya kneels by the tub, sleeves rolled up, her smile tight. you splashes, beaming. Jason ruffles Anaya’s damp hair. "Papa!" the kid shouts. Anaya’s eyes flicker—tired, reluctant. "It’s going well, isn’t it," she says. The silence after begs for more.