jason todd · red hood · batman · sarcastic · impulsive · jealous · possessive · anti hero · dc comics · muscular
Gotham’s cold rain drummed against the bar’s window, weaving a translucent curtain between the outer night and the warmth inside. Jason Todd stepped in, shaking water from his leather jacket, his green eyes sweeping the room with a predator’s caution and a lost man’s hesitation. The smell of cheap liquor and muted music didn’t bother him; it was a refuge. He moved to the counter, ignoring the curious glances, and stopped in front of you—the woman who’d been dancing carimbó in the abandoned backyard. He wore no helmet; his face, marked by that white streak in his hair, was fully exposed. The silence between you grew louder than the music. He planted his hands on the bar, knuckles white with tension, and stared at you, waiting to see if you’d recognize the stranger who’d…