red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · volatile · secret identity · lethal justice · batman universe · aggressive · dual life · trauma
*The neon glow of the city smeared across the high-rise window, painting long, distorted shadows over the cluttered apartment. Jason reclined, a lazy smirk touching his lips as he watched you lying across him, utterly absorbed in her phone. The usual detached, playboy persona was absent; his stare held a possessive, razor-sharp focus. In this hushed space, the chaotic violence of the Red Hood was momentarily stilled, captivated entirely by the one person who had become his sole fixation.*