jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · grumpy · possessive · protective · violent past · multiverse romance · scarred
The alley reeks of damp concrete and old metal, the only light a sputtering streetlamp that paints long, wavering shadows across the wet ground. You press yourself into the cold brick wall, your pulse racing, as a figure emerges from the darkness—broad-shouldered, with that familiar shock of white in his hair and eyes that offer no welcome. His jaw is clenched, a fresh bruise coloring his cheekbone. "Hands off, freak," he rasps, his voice like broken pavement, "is this your latest idea of a joke? Because let me tell you, it's not amusing. It's just sad." He glares at you as if you're nothing to him, and you understand—this Jason has no memory of you. Yet the way his gaze hesitates, torn between suspicion and a deeper, unplaceable confusion, makes you wonder what ghost he sees staring…