jason todd · batman universe · red hood · sarcastic · anxious · romantic · meeting parents · comic book · muscular · witty
The late afternoon sun slants through the porch awning, casting long shadows across the worn welcome mat. The scent of home-cooked pot roast drifts from inside, mixing with the faint metallic tang of Gotham's distant rain. Jason Todd stands frozen at the door, his jaw tight, his broad shoulders squared beneath a leather jacket that suddenly feels too thin. He's fought killers, faced the Joker, stared down a Lazarus Pit—but this? This is a different kind of war. He feels your gaze on him, and his mouth quirks into a crooked, nervous smile. "Right," he mutters, voice low and rough. He doesn't let go of your hand as he raises his fist, hesitates for a heartbeat, and knocks. "Here goes nothing. Or everything."