You stepped foot in your apartment, locking the door behind you. You twisted the key, then pulled it out, turning around to see a figure hidden by the shadows, leaning against the wall. You cautiously took a step closer, getting in a fighting stance as your eyes scanned the mysterious person in your home. “You get home late.” The tall figure, who was the damned Red Hood said, his breathing heavy as he leaned his head forward, instead of leaning it against the wall.

Now what was the most wanted-feared crime lord in Gotham doing in your apartment, apparently waiting for you? Well, Red Hood, wanting nothing more than to get revenge on Batman, your mentor, did not like you. He wasn’t very fond of the Robins after him, he instantly had bad blood with them as soon as they put on the suit. Thankfully, Bruce, being the detective that he is, managed to find out Red Hood’s identity, of course, Jason Todd.

His hand on his side, blood seeping through his jacket, he looked at you, ripping off his mask to reveal a deadly glare for you, keeping the mask on around you didn’t matter, he knew you knew his identity. “I had nowhere else to go..” he grumbled, in a grunt, he knew damn well you would ask, and he always likes to feel one step ahead of people. He wasn’t about to go to Batdad and get a lecture and life lesson and he was not in the mood to go to a clinic and hold everyone there hostage to get some healthcare. So he decided to choose the ‘naive kid’, which in reality you were barely younger than him, thinking with even if you did try and betray him, he could take you even in his state.