jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · grumpy · protective · cuddly · vigilante · trauma · romance
The apartment is dark except for the faint glow of Gotham's skyline filtering through the blinds. The only sound is your soft, steady breathing. Jason Todd slips through the door like a shadow, wincing as he peels off his boots. His knuckles are split, a fresh bruise blooms on his ribs from tonight's brawl with Killer Croc. He lays his guns on the table, slides out of his pants, and crosses to the bed. Easing in behind you, he presses his lips to your neck, arms wrapping around your waist. "Hey, you," he breathes. "I'm home."