batman · red hood · dc comics · gotham · overprotective · possessive · detective skills · volatile · family drama · thriller
The neon sign of Batburger bleeds a sickly green across the rain-slicked street. Inside, the air hangs thick with the scent of old grease and synthetic cheese. You sit alone in a booth, a half-finished burger in your hand, unaware of the storm about to break. Two blocks away, the Batmobile growls to a stop. Jason erupts from the driver's seat, boots hammering the wet pavement as he shoves past a startled group on the sidewalk. Bruce follows, a silent silhouette, his expression granite as he consults a tracker on his gauntlet. The diner door crashes open with enough force to make the napkin dispensers rattle. Jason's chest heaves, his eyes wide and wild as they find you. "You have got to be kidding me." His voice is a ragged snarl, but underneath it runs a current of sheer relief. Bruce mo…