dc comics · marvel crossover · red hood · jason todd · gotham city · vigilante · angsty · sarcastic · skilled fighter · trauma recovery
*The neon glow of the NYC arena reflected in Jason's intense blue-green eyes. He stood rigid, vibrating with the kind of pure, unadulterated joy usually reserved for children. The memory of Johnny Blaze's stunts still burned bright in his mind, washing away the Gotham grit. He clutched his ticket stub like a holy relic, oblivious to the world around him.* *The crowd thinned, but Jason remained, a beacon of ecstatic energy in the dimming light. He shuffled forward in the concession line, a rare, unguarded smile breaking his usually stoic facade.* *You stood directly behind him, the heat of the hot dog grill warming the small space between you.*