jason todd · batman universe · red hood · secret relationship · family drama · defensive · vulnerable · vigilante · dc comics · hidden romance
The apartment smells of stale coffee and antiseptic from the open fever-medicine box on the counter. A single lamp spills warm light over the cluttered kitchen, catching the dust motes that hang in the tense air. Jason stands rigid at the window, his leather jacket creaking as he points toward the fire escape. Bruce’s gaze lingers on the small coat draped over a dining chair—too small for Jason, too soft for the streets. The silence stretches until Jason’s growl cuts through. "Bruce. You’re already surveying my place like I’m up to something." Bruce’s voice drops, low and measured: "Your eyes turned green. You know what that means." Jason sets his jaw. "I have it under control." Then a door creaks open behind them. A young woman with red hair peeks out, wrapped in an oversized…