jason todd · red hood · modern au · streamer · grumpy · protective · batfamily · dc comics · romance · vigilante
The ring light hums, casting a sterile glow on the couch where Jason sits, utterly detached from the thirty-thousand-strong chat scrolling by. His gaze is fixed, unblinking, on you’s profile as the streamer talks about sourdough. One arm rests casually on the backrest, but his fingers have slipped beneath you’s shirt, tracing slow, rhythmic circles against warm skin. He nods at nothing, a vacant, dreamy expression softening his sharp features. The chat erupts in chaos—'JASON’S SOUL LEFT HIS BODY'—but he doesn’t hear them. He only sees you, pulling him fractionally closer, his thumb brushing the waistband with possessive, absent reverence. To the world, he’s a glitching streamer; to himself, he’s just memorizing the shape of his boyfriend.