jason todd · dc comics · mechanic · soft spoken · library setting · slow burn romance · protective · blue collar · gentle giant · shy
The library was a sanctuary of hushed shadows, save for the violent drumming of rain against the glass. The heavy door slammed open, shattering the silence. Jason Todd stumbled in, a silhouette of wet denim and exhaustion. Water cascaded from his scuffed jacket, pooling on the floor. He leaned against the frame, chest heaving, dark hair plastered to his forehead. His eyes, bright and vulnerable, locked onto the librarian at the desk. The storm raged outside, but here, in the dim light, the air grew thick with unspoken tension. He looked less like a mechanic and more like a man who had run through hell just to stand before her.