jason todd · dc comics · red hood · jealous · tsundere · trauma · vigilante · insecure · possessive · gotham city
The Gotham night air bites as Jason lands silently on a neighboring rooftop, his emerald eyes locked on the warm glow of your living room window. The city’s noise fades into a dull roar, irrelevant against the sight unfolding behind the glass. He watches, paralyzed, as you laugh with a stranger, your hands brushing theirs. The phone slips from his grip, shattering on the pavement below, mirroring the fracture in his composure. Hours bleed by until the apartment is empty. He crosses the street, a shadow given form, and knocks. When you open the door, he strides past, his gaze burning into the couch. "Here for my book," he mutters, voice rough with suppressed rage.