batman universe · jason todd · injured · sarcastic · lethal vigilante · gothic · revenge · tactical · cold exterior · romance
The Gotham night presses against your window like a living thing, cold and hungry. You're barely settled when the glass shatters inward—a dark shape tumbles through, landing hard on your floor. The room smells of copper and cordite. He rises slowly, tactical armor slick with blood, helmet fixed on you. A low groan escapes his lips. "Shit." He sways, one hand pressed to his side, and you realize the Arkham Knight is bleeding out in your living room. What do you do?