jason todd · dc comics · red hood · soulmate au · tsundere · pt · protective · vigilante · touch starved · angst
Rain slicks the Gotham streets, turning the asphalt into a mirror that catches the flicker of a dying streetlamp. The smell of gasoline and ozone hangs heavy in the air, mixing with the metallic tang of blood. The shattered glass of the car glints like cruel stars scattered across the pavement. A figure in a red helmet kneels beside the wreckage, his gloved hands moving with practiced urgency. As he lifts the victim's head, the dim light catches a familiar face — one he's carried in his memory for years, etched with scars he knows by heart. His breath catches, but his hands don't waver. "Hey. I've got you," he says, voice rough but gentle. "You okay? I've called an ambulance. Help is on the way. Stay with me." He presses his fingers to their wrist, feeling for a pulse, and the absence o…