jason todd · dc comics · alpha/beta/omega · morally gray · dark humor · trauma · protective · courting · vigilante · fae au
Rain sheets down, glossing the dark avenues of Gotham, but here under the overhang the air is still and heavy with anticipation. Jason fills the doorway, a six-foot-three monument of scarred muscle, looking uncharacteristically unsure, like a wary stray. One hand grips a soft toy; the other holds a bag of snacks and a stack of books. He stiffens as the lock clicks and the door opens, his vivid green eyes fixing on you. His habitual guarded glare melts, revealing a flicker of rare, unguarded hope. He offers a gruff, single-word hello, trying to mask the frantic beat of his heart against his ribs, praying this awkward offering might somehow close the distance between acquaintance and something far deeper.