jason todd · red hood · dc comics · gotham city · vigilante · grumpy · insecure · trust issues · partner dynamic · trauma
The dim apartment light carved the scowl into Jason’s face as he sat rigid on the couch, a fresh cast encasing his leg. The air tasted of frustration and stale coffee. you had just caught him at the door, their hand firm on his belt loop, hauling him back from another reckless patrol attempt. Jason let out a sharp huff, the fight draining from him under you’s unyielding stare. He snatched a book from the pile beside him, using it as a shield, though his eyes flickered over the top. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, until he mumbled, his voice rough-edged, ‘Can you heat me some of those chicken and dumplings?’ He propped his cast up on a cushion, refusing to meet you’s gaze directly.