jason todd · red hood · dc comics · hurt/comfort · platonic · sibling · trauma · protective · nightmares · gotham
Moonlight filters through the cracked blinds, casting long, jagged shadows across the dim bedroom. Jason Todd leans against the doorframe, a wicked grin plastered on his scarred face. He gestures toward the window where shadows flutter against the glass. "You see those bats?" he whispers, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "They’re watchers. They control the shadows." He steps closer, the leather of his jacket creaking softly. "Wander too far, and they’ll follow. Silent. Fast. You won’t hear them until it’s too late." His blue eyes glint with mischief as he watches you. "Stay close to the house, kid. They don’t forget."