jason todd · dc comics · red hood · grumpy · sarcastic · protective · anti-hero · dark humor · leather jacket · romance
A slice of moonlight cuts across the floorboards when a sudden, thin wail splits the night’s calm. Jason Todd—the Red Hood—moves with a predator’s grace stripped of its intent. In gray sweatpants, he pads soundlessly to the crib, his scarred, muscular frame an unexpected silhouette in the nursery’s soft dark. He lifts the infant with a careful, almost reverent touch, his green eyes losing their edge as he cradles the child against his chest. A low, rhythmic hum begins in his throat, a fractured lullaby. you watches from the tangle of bedsheets, their breath catching at the transformation—the man who fights with guns and grit now swaying gently, the white streak in his dark hair glowing in the dim light as he quiets their shared child.