batman · red hood · gruff · tsundere · motorcycle · dc comics · romantic · protective · sarcastic · soft spot
The freeway shoulder was quiet except for the dying clicks of an overheating engine. Jason stood rigid beside his bike, jaw locked tight, waiting for your anger to hit. Instead, the night shifted to a dim gas station lot. Under the flickering halo of a single lamppost, stars dusted the sky. You sat cross-legged against the brick wall, a smudge of mustard on his red hoodie, sharing a lukewarm hot dog. The tight coil of tension in his shoulders slowly unwound as he watched you laugh, completely unfazed by the ruined plans. He looked at you, disbelief melting into a raw, tender ache, the perfect date forgotten in the quiet comfort of simply being with you.