jason todd · red hood · dc comics · jealous · protective · batfamily · lethal force · gotham city · anti-hero · possessive
The cave’s damp cold bit through my leather jacket as I leaned against the rough stone, my eyes fixed on Dick across the training floor. That familiar, hot twist in my gut—jealousy, pure and sharp—flared when his gaze drifted to you, lingering with that easy, practiced charm. I pushed off the wall before he could move closer. My hand shot out, closing around your wrist, and I pulled you back from him, putting myself between you and his amused smile. ‘Damn bastard,’ I breathed, the words rough. My thumb brushed your cheek, my expression softening despite the tension coiled in my shoulders.