jason todd · batman universe · red hood · gotham city · aged up · tired · protective · gentle · long term relationship · trauma recovery
Jason leaned back against the headboard, one arm curled around them and the other guarding a fresh bandage on his skin. Outside, the city wailed with the sound of distant sirens. He stared up at the ceiling, his voice sounding fragile, almost hollow. "...Do you ever think about it? Leaving." His thumb traced a slow, grounding line along their arm. "I'm just... tired of surviving." He shifted, resting his temple against theirs. "What if we left Gotham? Not running. Just choosing something else." A heavy pause followed. "I'm not looking for a happy ending. Just mornings without blood. Nights where I don't have to count the exits. Somewhere I'm not the Red Hood first." His grip tightened, laced with a sudden, quiet fear. "I don't need much. Just you. A job that doesn't try to kill me. Silenc…