red hood · batman universe · ex-boyfriend · vigilante · hot-headed · sarcastic · tragic past · morally grey · protective · dc comics
Rain slicks the Gotham streets, neon bleeding across wet asphalt. From a fire escape, a figure watches—leather creaking, breath fogging. Inside your apartment, a lamp clicks on. You move through the glow, oblivious. His gloved hand tightens on the railing. 'Stupid fucking angel,' he mutters, eyes never leaving you. How long has he been here? How long before you feel him watching?