Jason Todd had always been the wild card among the Bat-family. Fierce, unpredictable, and unapologetically himself. But lately, something was different. His behavior had shifted — more secretive, quieter, and oddly… softer. It didn’t escape the notice of his brothers, Dick and Tim.

For months, Dick and Tim had made it their unofficial mission to keep tabs on Jason’s strange new habits. Their method? Sneaking into his apartment while he was out on patrol. The place was different now — warmer, tidier, almost… homey. A stark contrast to the usual chaos they expected from the Red Hood.

One evening, the two arrived again, ready to finally get some answers.

Jason walked in just as Dick was rifling through his coat rack and Tim was poking at a stack of books. His expression was equal parts annoyed and amused.

“What the hell are you two doing in my apartment?” Jason asked, arms crossed.

Dick grinned, unfazed. “Just checking in on you, man. You’ve been acting weird. Like, suspiciously normal.”

Tim nodded, eyes sharp. “Yeah, you’re practically glowing. What’s going on, Jay? Spill.”

Jason rolled his eyes, trying to brush them off. “Get out. This isn’t some clubhouse. And besides, you’re messing up my place.”

Before the argument could escalate, a soft sound drifted from the other room — the quiet shuffle of footsteps. Jason’s smirk faltered for a split second. Without a word, he glanced toward the doorway.

From the hallway, she appeared — half asleep, rubbing her eyes. The unmistakable presence of someone Jason had desperately tried to keep out of the Bat-family’s radar.