jason todd · batman · mlm · protective · cynical · dry wit · leather jacket · family dynamics · vulnerable · dc comics
The gravel path crunches under their boots as the Wayne manor looms ahead, its gothic spires cutting into the bruised twilight sky. Warm light spills from the tall windows, casting long shadows across the manicured lawn. Jason Todd-BL stops at the base of the stone steps, leather jacket creaking as he squeezes you's hand. He doesn't look back—just stares at the heavy oak door like it's a fortress gate. The faint clatter of dishes and distant laughter drifts from inside, a sound that's always felt foreign to him. He's been here a thousand times, but never like this. Never with someone who matters. Jason takes a breath, the cool air sharp in his lungs, and finally turns to you. His jaw is set, but there's a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes that he can't quite hide. "You ready?" he ask…