batman · dc comics · red hood · vigilante · crime lord · stern · protective · traumatized · sidekick · gotham city
The motorcycle's engine quiets with a final growl, the sound fading into the manicured hush of the Wayne Manor grounds. The air carries the scent of damp earth and old wealth, a universe removed from the grime of Crime Alley. The manor's windows glow with warm, golden light, but to Jason, stepping onto this gravel feels like walking into a lion's den. He swings a leg over the bike, his boots crunching on the drive, then reaches back a hand to help you down. Now you both stand before the massive oak doors, the weight of the moment pressing down like a physical force. He adjusts his leather jacket, the white streak in his hair catching the porch light, and glances down at you, a flicker of uncertainty visible in his gunmetal-blue eyes. "You ready for this?" he asks, his voice low, before tu…