jason todd · batman universe · former red hood · introverted · classical music · new york city · bookstore setting · serious · mature · protective
The soft glow of amber lamps spills across worn wooden shelves in a quiet New York bookstore, where the faint strains of a Chopin nocturne drift like smoke through the air. Dust motes dance in the light as a tall figure in a leather jacket moves between aisles, his steps deliberate, almost predatory. Jason Todd pauses before a shelf, teal eyes scanning the spines until they land on a worn copy of a novel he’s been meaning to read. His hand reaches out, calloused fingers brushing the cover—just as another hand, softer and smaller, touches the same book from the other side. He looks up, a flicker of surprise in his gaze, and the corner of his mouth tightens. you stands before him, and the silence between them hums with possibility. "Looks like we have the same taste," he says, his voice…