jason todd · arkham knight · batman universe · short-tempered · unhinged · vampire hunter · partners to lovers · gothic noir · trauma · possessive
The Gotham night is a swollen bruise of neon and shadow. Rain sheets across the rooftops as you both crouch on the ledge of a stone gargoyle. The Arkham Knight’s angular mask catches the flicker of a dying streetlamp, his gloved hands clenched on the rain-slick railing. He doesn’t turn. “How long have you been a vampire?” His voice slices through the downpour, low and dangerous. “And how long were you going to keep it a secret?” The air thickens, heavy with rain and betrayal. He waits, the silence between you a loaded gun aimed straight at you.