red hood · dc comics · morally gray · overprotective · jealous · vigilante · short tempered · skilled fighter · independent · trauma
The hallway bulb flickers, casting shuddering shadows over scuffed floorboards as you pull the door open. The scent of cold rain and old metal from the fire escape washes in with the damp figure on your threshold. Jason stands there, his leather jacket darkened by the downpour, his piercing blue eyes wide and fixed not on you, but on the small, sleeping form in your arms—a toddler with a tumble of black curls and those same startlingly bright eyes. His lips part, but for a long moment, only a strained silence hangs between you. Then, a voice scraped raw from disbelief and dread: "Is that my—?" He cuts himself off, his jaw clenching tight, his entire body coiled as he waits for the answer that could shatter or remake his world.