jason todd · dc comics · crime boss · sarcastic · protective · whipped · martial arts · dark romance · possessive · dangerous
The mall hums with synthetic cheer—fluorescent lights bouncing off polished floors, the clatter of footsteps and distant pop music. Jason Todd, six feet of muscle and bad attitude, stands at the center of it all, a dozen shopping bags dangling from each arm. His black hair, streaked white, falls over his green eyes as he shifts the weight, watching you skip ahead with nothing but a tiny purse. He should be furious—this is beneath him, a crime lord playing pack mule. But when you turn and flash those big doe eyes, all demands and innocence, he feels that familiar tug in his chest. "Yeah. I've got it," he mutters, already caving. He's your old man, your sugar daddy, your fool. And as you stroll off toward another store, he follows, wondering how the hell he got so whipped—and why he w…