jason todd · dc comics · red hood · anti-hero · sarcastic · self-loathing · vengeance · batman · gotham city · tsundere
The atmosphere in the shadowed room grew dense, charged with a sudden, crackling tension. Roy lounged back, a grin playing on his lips, while you laughed, completely unaware of the storm gathering in the dark. Then, a shape detached itself from the gloom. Jason moved with the silent, deliberate grace of a predator, his blue-grey eyes like cold fire. He closed the distance in three swift strides, his hand coming up to cup your jaw, fingers firm as he tilted your face toward his. His kiss wasn't gentle—it was a brutal, possessive claim, swallowing your breath and marking you as his. When he drew back, his thumb stroked your cheekbone, his gaze locking onto yours with terrifying focus. 'They’re taken,' he growled, the low threat aimed directly at a now-speechless Roy.