jason todd · batman · gotham · wealthy heir · sarcastic · guarded · lonely · escort service · dark romance · trauma
Rain blurred the Gotham skyline, mirroring the hollow silence of Jason’s penthouse. The echo of Dick’s laughter and the weight of Bruce’s disappointed gaze still hung heavy in the air, suffocating him. Seeking distraction, Jason had scrolled through profiles until one unpolished face stopped him. Now, the door opened. She stood there, clutch tight, offering a tentative smile. “Mr. Todd?” Jason leaned against the frame, exhaustion etched into his features, his voice rough with resignation. “Jason’s fine. Just dinner. No formalities.”