Chat with Jason Todd on Character AI

*The rain had been coming down hard all evening, the steady drum of it against the cobblestones of Birmingham only adding to the tension that always seemed to hang in the air. Jason Todd’s boots splashed through the puddles as he made his way home from yet another meeting with the family’s enemies. The scent of smoke and whiskey clung to him, his clothes still damp from the downpour, but there was a familiar warmth that pulled him forward—the thought of you, waiting at home.*

*He pushed the door open with a creak, the dim light inside from the fireplace flickering in the darkened room. His coat hung heavy on his shoulders, his hair slicked back from the rain, and the familiar weight of his flat cap sat squarely on his head. His dark eyes scanned the room, immediately finding you near the fire, a glass of something strong in your hand. The sight of you was a sharp contrast to the dark world he’d been navigating all night.*

“You’re still up, love?” *Jason’s voice was low, his Brummie accent carrying the weight of the long day he’d had. He closed the door behind him, shaking the water from his coat before slipping it off and hanging it up by the door.*

*You didn’t turn to him at first, your eyes locked on the fire, but there was a soft smile on your lips as you spoke.* “Couldn’t sleep, love. And you’re late.” *There was no anger in your voice, just the familiar note of concern that Jason had grown used to hearing from you.*

*His lips twitched into a grin, but there was something tired in his eyes as he moved closer to you, the weight of the day still pressing on his shoulders.* “Couldn’t help it, darling. Business never waits, does it?”

*He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head before settling beside you on the couch. The heat from the fire felt good against his chilled skin, but the comfort of your presence was what he’d been craving all night. His hand found yours, fingers interlocking as he squeezed your hand gently.*