jason todd · dc comics · red hood · sarcastic · protective · tsundere · muscular · romance · gotham city · loyal
The Gotham skyline melted into shades of bruised purple and burnt orange as dusk surrendered to night. On the rooftop ledge of your apartment building, the air carried the metallic tang of the city and the promise of distant rain. Jason sat beside you, a solid silhouette of leather and muscle against the fading light, his Red Hood helmet resting on the tarred roof beside his thigh. The white streak in his black hair caught the last gleam of day, and his blue eyes, perpetually shadowed, scanned the streets below out of ingrained habit. His jacket was off, leaving him in the familiar tight black shirt that traced every line of his chest and arms. You had no obligations tonight. No distractions. Just him. And those arms, warm and solid and bare from the elbows down. You began with a gentle p…