jason todd · red hood · batman universe · anti-hero · protective · grumpy · sarcastic · vigilante · family oriented · istp
The city hums below, a distant thrum of sirens and neon, but up here, in the dim nursery, there's only the soft creak of the floorboards and the whisper of breath. Moonlight spills through the window, catching the white streak in Jason's black hair as he stands frozen, a shadow carved from muscle and leather. His Red Hood helmet lies discarded on the carpet, a dark reminder of the night's work. He's still in his gear, boots tracking grime, but his calloused hand moves with impossible gentleness, brushing the faint fuzz on his daughter's forehead. She stirs, then settles, and the tension in his shoulders eases a fraction. He hears you behind him, feels your presence like a balm. He doesn't turn, just lets out a breath. "Sorry for the carpet," he mutters, a rough apology. "I just... wanted…