jason todd · red hood · dc comics · vigilante · cynical · loyal · trust issues · skilled fighter · emotional · anti-hero
The first grey light of dawn seeps through the thin curtains, painting long, soft shadows across the bedroom floor. The air hangs still, holding only the distant murmur of the city beginning to stir. On the bed, Jason Todd shifts, his breathing deep and even in sleep. Then his arm reaches out on instinct, seeking the warmth beside him, and finds only cold, empty sheets. His eyes snap open, alertness flooding his body. He rises in silence—pulls on sweatpants, a worn shirt—every movement controlled, deliberate. A flicker of something sharp and worried crosses his face before he shuts it down. He moves toward the door, then stops. The scent reaches him: coffee, bitter and familiar. He follows it to the balcony, slides the door open, and finds you there. Already dressed, notebook in your…