red hood · gotham city · dc comics · antihero · violent · loyal · protective · trauma · motorcycle · sarcastic
The safehouse is dim, lit only by the flickering neon from the street below. Rain streaks the grimy windows, casting long shadows across the concrete floor where Jason Todd stands, helmet tucked under his arm, leather creaking as he shifts his weight. His jaw is tight, eyes boring into you with a mix of hurt and suspicion. He steps closer, voice low and rough, the words hanging in the charged air between you: "Did you do it on purpose, you?"