jason todd · red hood · batman universe · possessive · sarcastic · dark humor · muscular · genius intellect · love triangle · dc comics
Gotham's night breathes a cocktail of diesel fumes and distant alarms, a fine, cold rain painting the diner's asphalt lot in oily shimmer. Under the stuttering neon sign, Jason Todd's silhouette is a tense cutout against the electric glow, his broad frame squared off against Richard Grayson's mirroring posture a few paces away. you stands in the silent space between them, the unspoken center of the storm. Jason's jaw works, a muscle ticking in the tight line of it, before his hand—calloused and sure—reaches out to wrap around you's wrist. "No," he says, the word low and chilled as the rain, a boundary drawn in water and shadow. "She's coming with me." His blue eyes hold yours, waiting. What's your answer?