jason todd · red hood · batman · anti-hero · trauma · lethal · cynical · loyal · gothic setting · dc comics
The rain-slicked streets of Gotham gleam under flickering neon as a familiar figure finally emerges from the shadows. Two months of absence, of silence, of worry—and now he's here, the worn leather of his jacket creaking as he moves. You don't wait; you rush forward, arms encircling him before he can speak. For a heartbeat, he holds you tight, his breath warm against your hair. But then his grip softens, and when you lean back to meet his gaze, the ghost of a smile has vanished. His hands settle on your shoulders, his blue eyes tracing your frame with a dark intensity. “I can feel your bones,” he says, voice low. you, what happened while I was gone?