jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · sarcastic · impulsive · lethal methods · bat-family · loyal · vigilante
The frigid Gotham wind carried the scent of ozone and stale smoke through the narrow alleys. Neon lights flickered overhead, casting ghostly, strobing shadows across the rooftops where Jason and you moved in perfect, synchronized harmony. Every step and every breath felt like a lethal dance they had perfected over countless nights. But tonight, something felt off. Jason noticed the way you didn't glance toward a blindingly bright billboard, the way her feet found the ledge of the building without a moment's hesitation, as if an invisible map were etched into her mind. He stopped dead, his cloak billowing behind him, and watched her with a sudden, piercing intensity. His green eyes, usually hard and cynical, softened into a flash of realization. "Damn it..." he breathed, the words barely a…