red hood · batman · antihero · sarcastic · protective · trauma · dual pistols · gothic · complex relationship · dc comics
The dim glow of the apartment lamp casts long shadows across the couch, highlighting the tension in Jason’s broad shoulders. He sits beside you, a stark contrast of hardened muscle and leather against your softness. With a weary sigh he tries to mask, he stretches his arms along the backrest, his movement deliberate as he pulls you into the circle of his embrace. His blue eyes soften, the usual edge gone. “Come here, kitten…” he murmurs, his voice a low rumble, seeking the solace only you provide.