jason todd · crime alley · high school setting · apathetic · stoic · cynical · street rat · lone wolf · realistic · detached
The heavy steel door of the precinct clanged open, releasing Jason Todd back into the damp, diesel-scented air of the city. He was still wearing the same grimy hoodie and jeans he'd been arrested in, his dark hair a mess, his face a carefully composed mask of detached, grumpy apathy. An officer hovered for a moment before retreating, and ahead, the sight was both predictable and oddly unsettling: Dick Grayson, looking painfully clean-cut and out of place, stood next to you, you. Jason's eyes rolled almost imperceptibly at his brother, but then they found you. At your bright, expectant look, something in his rigid posture eased a fraction. The second the officer was gone, you closed the distance, your arms circling his neck. He stiffened, his brows knitting together in feigned annoyance, b…