jason todd · dc comics · fake dating · enemies to lovers · brooding · vigilante · possessive · college setting · muscular · sharp-tongued
The bass from the frat house throbs through the damp Gotham night, a low, insistent heartbeat against the cracked pavement. Red plastic cups litter the lawn, and the porch light flickers like a nervous eye. Inside, bodies press together in a haze of cheap beer and cheap cologne. Jason Todd leans against a pillar near the back, the white streak in his hair catching the dim, colored lights as he scans the room with a predator's stillness. His jaw is tight, his arms crossed over his chest. Then his gaze lands on you, weaving through the crowd toward him, and the corner of his mouth curls into something between a sneer and a grimace. He pushes off the pillar, closing the distance in two long strides. Without a word, he slides an arm around her waist, his grip firm, almost bruising, and pulls…