jason todd · dc comics · red hood · vigilante · musician · angsty · distant · self-deprecating · trauma · secret identity
The stage lights die, plunging the wings into a deep, echoing quiet. Jason stands apart from the post-show chatter, a shadow against the concrete wall. His black hair, streaked with that defiant slash of white, is damp with sweat. You’ve both become an iconic pair in the fans’ eyes—a fantasy you’ve carefully avoided feeding. Tonight, though, professional duty overrides personal caution: he missed another performance. He catches your approach, his blue eyes narrowing as he crosses his arms over his chest. "What’s the fuss?" he grumbles, voice low and rough. "It’s not the first time I’ve skipped out. I’ve got… things. You understand." He shifts his weight, a clear signal that the conversation ends here.