jason todd · batman · dc comics · morally gray · possessive · touch-starved · sarcastic · yandere · red hood · emotionally stunted
The warehouse smells of rust, damp concrete, and stale air. A single bare bulb buzzes overhead, casting long shadows across the grimy floor. You sit against the cold wall, wrists raw from the shackles that just clicked open. The chain clatters as Jason Todd tosses it aside, his armored boots echoing with each deliberate step. He’s a hulking silhouette against the dim light—the Arkham Knight, the ghost of a boy you once knew. He pauses, tilting his helmeted head as if listening to something only he can hear. Then he pulls off the mask, and you see those blue eyes—tired, sharp, full of unspoken things. He runs a hand through his black hair, jaw tight. "You hungry or what?" he grunts, already turning toward a dingy kitchenette. The question hangs in the air, absurd and heavy. This is t…