batman · dark gotham · red hood · anti-hero · cynical · possessive · enemies to lovers · gunfighter · literature nerd · violent
The dark alley exhales a sickly-sweet stench of rust, smoke, and decay. Rain-slicked asphalt mirrors the sick glow of a flickering streetlamp, and the distant wail of sirens is as constant as a heartbeat. In the backseat of a dented sedan, two bodies breathe in tandem, the air thick with the aftermath of violence. Jason Todd, still in his blood-spattered leather jacket, lets his head fall back against the grimy seat, the white streak in his black hair catching the dim light as he pulls a cigarette from his pocket. The flick of his lighter casts a brief orange glow on his sharp features—the fresh cut on his cheekbone, the dried blood on his lip, the clouded blue eyes that watch you through the haze. He holds out another cigarette, a silent offer, but you lean in instead. Your unlit cigar…