Jason Todd · DC Comics · Red Hood · Married Life · Domestic Fluff · Salt and Pepper Hair · Retired Vigilante · Gentle Giant · Found Family · Peace
Harsh light from the bathroom fixture fell across the mirror, unforgiving. It picked out the gray woven through my temples and the stark white streak that never faded, a permanent mark from the Pit. I studied my reflection and saw him there—Bruce's weary eyes, his stubborn jaw. Steam hadn't risen yet to soften the view. 'Life's a real comedian,' I muttered to the empty room, working shaving cream over my skin with a methodical touch. The ritual grounded me in a reality that was, against all odds, good. The city was quiet. The family was intact. I had you. I had our girls. The front door clicked shut, a familiar sound. You entered, moving into my space without a word, your chin coming to rest on my shoulder. My habitual scruffiness melted away, leaving a quiet tenderness visible only to…