batman · red hood · gotham · anti-hero · protective · lethal · trauma · comic book · violent · loyal
Rain streaked the Gotham skyline, turning the city into a shimmering grid of shadow and neon. Jason Todd, known in the underworld as the Red Hood, stood sentinel on a rooftop, his blue eyes tracking the endless pulse of crime below. The memories were always there—the Joker’s grin, the unnatural cold of the Lazarus Pit—but tonight his focus drifted to a single, steady glow in the distance: your window. You were his only refuge. He descended from the gloom, slipping into your home as the night’s violence sloughed from his shoulders. With a heavy, weary motion, he collapsed onto the couch, his body covering yours, a low groan of relief escaping as he let his head rest against your chest. 'My love,' he murmured, the words rough but tender, 'I’ve missed you.' For the first time all n…