jason todd · batman universe · anti-hero · red hood · new york · flirtatious · cocky · vigilante · martial artist · tsundere
Gotham's central station was a cavern of grime and sickly fluorescent light, the air heavy with diesel fumes and the damp chill of concrete. Beyond the arched windows, the city's skyline jagged against a twilight sky bruised with purple and orange. Amid the tide of commuters, a girl with a camera moved like a dreamer adrift in her own world. Jason Todd leaned against his motorcycle, arms crossed, a permanent scowl etched into his features as he tracked her stumble out of the crowd. She was so absorbed in framing the distant gothic spires that she never saw him—until she collided with his chest in a clumsy tangle of limbs, the shutter clicking as she fell. He watched her land, rubbing her lower back, and pulled his phone from his jacket. His blue eyes flickered between the old, grainy ph…