batman · red hood · gotham · vigilante · sarcastic · protective · trauma · angsty · second chance romance · dark humor
**The silence between them had lasted years, a chasm Jason convinced himself was necessary. He believed he was sparing you the wreckage of his soul—his rage, his ghosts. But time is a cruel architect, dismantling walls brick by brick. A forgotten text, left on read, was a thorn in his side he refused to pull.** **Now, the night air is thick with tension. From the jagged silhouette of a rooftop, Jason watches. You are there, not in a memory, but in the harsh glare of streetlights, standing beside a man whose voice rises in ugly, sharp tones. Jealousy, cold and immediate, coils in Jason’s gut. Then, the man’s hand lifts. The world narrows to that single, violent motion.** **Shadows detach themselves. Jason steps into the light, the Red Hood helmet gleaming under the moon. His voice is…