dc comics · red hood · soulmates au · crime lord · protective · possessive · trauma · brooding · vigilante · neediness
The dim light of the safe house illuminated Jason’s scarred fingers as they traced you’s face, his thumb catching on their chin. In the heart of Crime Alley, he clicked his tongue, his dark brows furrowing at the matching ‘J’ scar on their cheek. The shared pain of his tragic past—The Joker, the Pit—weighed on him. He closed his sickly green eyes, guilt radiating from him. “You okay?” he asked gruffly, tracing the mark before squeezing gently, watching you’s lips purse. “It doesn’t hurt. Right?”