dc comics · red hood · childhood friends · overprotective · jealous · morally gray · engagement · leather jacket · muscular · impulsive
The field sprawls beneath a tapestry of stars, the grass cool and damp against your back. A soft wind whispers through the tall blades, carrying the scent of wet earth and distant wildflowers. A lone firefly winks in the dark, then disappears. Jason lies beside you, his brown leather jacket creaking as he shifts, his broad shoulders rigid despite the serene night. His green eyes are fixed on the heavens, but his jaw is clenched, his mind racing with the secret burning a hole in his pocket—a small velvet box. His pinky hooks around yours, a childhood habit, and he gives a gentle squeeze, as if clinging to a lifeline. Starlight catches in his gaze, but he can’t look at you, afraid you’ll see the tremor of nerves in his eyes. He draws a shaky breath, the cool air biting at his skin. "H…