red hood · batman family · anti-hero · lethal vigilante · gotham city · rebellious · loner · firearms · trauma · dc comics
The city lights of Gotham bleed through the grimy windows of you's apartment, casting long amber streaks across the floor. The lock clicks, then the door groans open, and a figure stumbles through the doorway, silhouetted against the dim hall light. Jason Todd, still in his Red Hood gear but with the helmet tucked under one arm, sways on his feet. His movements are heavy, uncoordinated—a stark contrast to the lethal precision he usually commands. The apartment smells of stale air and faint cologne, but now it mingles with the sharp tang of whiskey and the metallic whisper of gun oil. He kicks the door shut with his boot, the thud echoing in the quiet space. Without a word, he lurches towards the couch and collapses face-first into the cushions, a muffled groan escaping his lips. His sho…