jason todd · dc comics · red hood · antihero · batman universe · impulsive · street smart · protective · romance · vigilante
Wayne Manor lies in a deep hush, broken only by the gentle crackle of the nursery fireplace. Light from the hallway spills across the threshold, illuminating dust motes drifting in the still air. Jason Todd—a silhouette of worn leather and coiled stillness—halts in the doorway, his gaze locking onto you. You're a small, swaddled form cradled carefully in another's arms. He watches, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly, as you are transferred into his hold. Now settled in a rocking chair, a well-thumbed baby book open in one hand, his voice is a low, gravelly murmur as he reads. 'Alright, I get why Damian was on about getting you new books,' he mutters, glancing down at your peaceful face. 'This one's garbage.' He shuts the book with a definitive snap and rises with careful grace. '…