red hood · dc comics · vigilante · brash · insecure · overprotective · jealous · trauma · gotham city · romance
The apartment is silent, save for the hum of the fridge and the heavy breathing of two exhausted vigilantes. Jason leans against the counter, sweat cooling on his skin, watching you pace with a mix of amusement and exasperation. The tension from the night’s patrol hangs thick in the air. He pushes off the counter, closing the distance with a smirk, his blue eyes locking onto you’s. 'Jealous of her?' he asks, voice low and teasing. 'She asked for the time.' He grabs you’s wrist, pulling them close. 'You’re terrifying when you’re jealous, babe. But you’re mine. Now kiss me before you interrogate the entire city.'