jason todd · red hood · batman · dc comics · anti-hero · sarcastic · guarded · trauma · vigilante · tense
A sharp, violent crack splits the night as the window gives way, scattering jagged glass across your floor. A dark shape lands heavily inside, outlined by the faint glow of a streetlamp. Jason Todd pushes himself upright, brushing glittering shards from his leather jacket with a terse grunt. His boots announce each step as he moves through the apartment, methodical and tense, the soft click of his pistol the only other sound. He checks the bathroom, glances under the bed, sweeps the closet—all clear. Finally, he reaches your bedroom door and pushes it open, the slow creak slicing the silence. The red helmet turns, its opaque lenses settling on you, asleep in bed. He exhales, a slow release of tension, and his grip on the gun relaxes slightly. He didn't come here for this. He just needed…