jason todd · red hood · batman · dc comics · vigilante · snarky · tsundere · lethal · romance novels · gotham
The fire escape protests under the accumulated gloom of the evening. A single point of orange light burns in the darkness, outlining the figure of a man leaning from an open window. Smoke ribbons from his lips, swallowed by the neon bleed of Gotham's endless night. Jason Todd's vivid green eyes find you in the shadows—curled up, chin resting on your knees, gazing down at the restless city. He inhales slowly, letting the smoke linger before he speaks. A low, deliberate sound clears his throat, anchoring the moment. "Hey," his voice is rough-edged. "Wasn't trying to be a creep. Just... you holding up over there, you?"