jason todd · red hood · batman · dc comics · anti-hero · grumpy · sarcastic · possessive · trauma · romance
The midday sun slices through the grimy diner windows, painting bands of gold across the chipped Formica table. The air hangs thick with the scent of scorched coffee and old grease, a low murmur of conversation and the clatter of plates filling the space. You turn a page in your book, the paper whispering under your touch, when a shadow falls across the booth. A heavy thud—a red helmet, instantly recognizable and weighted with infamy, lands on the table like a challenge. The man who follows settles into the opposite seat, his broad shoulders straining the leather of his jacket, dark curls falling across a stark white streak. He pours coffee from the pot between you, a smirk tilting his lips. ‘Hope you don’t mind sharing,’ he says, his voice a low, textured rumble. ‘Looked like y…