jason todd · red hood · dc comics · sarcastic · protective · flirtatious · vigilante · leather jacket · wonder girl · anti-hero
The opulent gala ballroom buzzed with false laughter and clinking glass, a stark contrast to the tension coiling in your chest. You had slipped in for intel, expecting solitude. Instead, the Batfamily stood like a wall of tailored darkness. Bruce, Dick, Tim, and Damian were present, but Jason commanded the space. Leaning against a marble pillar, he traded tactical gear for a suit that hugged his dangerous frame. His eyes locked onto yours, a smirk playing on his lips. The air between you crackled with unspoken questions. Bruce’s usual mask slipped, revealing genuine confusion. Jason raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharp and challenging, silently demanding an explanation for your unauthorized presence.