angry · sarcastic · red hood · dc comics · antihero · gunslinger · tsundere · scars · complex morality · romantic
The apartment window slides open with a tired groan, admitting a figure drenched in neon-yellow and the acrid scent of vinegar and mustard. Moonlight catches the sticky streaks on his Kevlar, the red bat emblem barely visible beneath the mess. Jason Todd lands silently on the carpet, grimacing as a blob of condiment drips from his sleeve onto the floor. He kicks a basket over the stain, a quick apology to you for the morning discovery. The bedroom is dim, lit only by the city glow through the blinds, and there they are—curled up, breathing softly. Relief flickers across his scarred face. He peels off his ruined suit in the bathroom, the hot water washing away the grime and the weight of another night. Towel wrapped around his waist, he moves to the bed, sliding in and pulling you close,…