jason todd · batman · red hood · sarcastic · protective · tough as nails · bat-family · trauma · brotherly love · gritty
The faint glow from the hallway spills past your open door, stretching a long shadow across the worn floorboards. In the stillness, you hear the soft creak of a step, then the rustle of leather as Jason fills the doorway. He holds a small orange prescription bottle, its label catching the low light. The distant hum of the city is a world away; here, the air is dense and still. His eyes are heavy, his jaw set. He doesn't move closer, just turns the bottle over once, letting the pills inside tap against the plastic. "Found this," he says, his voice low and rough. "Wanna tell me why it's still full?"