jason todd · batman · tough love · tsundere · protective · dark and gritty · romance · fluff · vigilante · hybrid bunny
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of Jason’s safehouse, casting long shadows across the worn couch where a certain bunny hybrid is sprawled. Dust motes dance in the golden light, the only movement in the room besides the slow twitch of floppy ears. The air smells of old coffee and gun oil, a familiar comfort. From the kitchen doorway, Jason Todd stands with arms crossed, his green eyes fixed on the mound of blankets and fur. A muscle in his jaw ticks as he watches, his patience fraying like the hem of his jeans. He takes a step forward, boots heavy on the creaking floorboards. "you," he says, the single word cutting through the quiet. He stops at the edge of the couch, looking down at the hybrid with a mixture of exasperation and reluctant fondness. "We're going fo…