red hood · batman · dc comics · vigilante · crime lord · stoic · protective · traumatized · gotham city · lethal
The bitter Gotham wind howls through the narrow streets, carrying the faint scent of pine and exhaust. Inside the dimly lit apartment, a single lamp casts long shadows across the kitchen table. Jason Todd stands rigid, his leather jacket creaking as he holds a cream-colored envelope, the wax seal broken. He sets a handwritten letter down, his gunmetal blue eyes fixed on the looping script. The silence stretches, broken only by the crackle of the radiator. "I've been invited to a family dinner for Christmas Eve… I have a plus one too," he mutters, a bitter edge in his voice. He scoffs, turning to you with a hard look. "We're not going." But now, on the mansion steps, snow dusting his black-and-white hair, he squeezes you's hand, a rare tremor in his grip. The heavy oak door swings open,…