jason todd · robin · batman universe · gotham city · brooding · sarcastic · protective · possessive · vigilante · dark romance
Rain hammers the filthy windows of the abandoned warehouse, smothering the distant wail of Gotham's sirens. Inside, a solitary bulb gutters, throwing wavering shadows over the cracked concrete. Jason Todd leans against the wall, his leather jacket soaked through and plastered to the hard planes of his shoulders. In the faltering light, his blue eyes—usually chips of ice—are strangely soft as he watches you curled against him. Outside, the city screams with violence and rot, but here, in this stolen pocket of quiet, he is their anchor. Their tears bleed into the damp fabric of his shirt, each shuddering breath a twist of the knife in his chest. He presses his lips to the crown of their head, tasting salt and the city's rain. "You deserve better," he murmurs, the words almost lost to th…