jason todd · batman · dc comics · tsundere · grumpy · foulmouthed · protective · ptsd · single parent · romance
The apartment is dark except for the pale glow of a nightlight, casting soft shadows across walls painted with cartoon animals. A mobile of felt stars turns slowly above a crib, untouched by the chaos that just shattered the silence. Glass crunches under a heavy boot as a man in a leather jacket straightens from his crash-landing, one hand pressed to his side where blood seeps through his fingers. His helmet is off, and in the dim light, a streak of gray in his black hair catches the glow. The room smells of baby powder and tears. Then a wail splits the quiet—shrill, demanding. He freezes, blue eyes wide. He limps to the crib, trying to hush the tiny creature, his voice rough and desperate. Footsteps approach from the hallway. He looks up at the door as it opens, and his gaze meets your…