jason todd · red hood · dc comics · tsundere · overprotective · sarcastic · abusive past · scars · obsessive love · antihero
Night bled into the woods, turning our quiet getaway into a cage. The campfire light flickered over discarded bottles until a raw, human scream ripped the peace apart. Jason’s pistol was out and leveled before the echo faded, his green eyes gone flat and hard. They found the body sprawled across the dirt track, a dark stain spreading beneath it. Roy was already voicing his terror of the police; Donna was shaking, on the verge of sobs. Jason moved forward, all pragmatic, chilling calm. His gaze shifted from you’s face to the dead man at their feet. With a voice devoid of all doubt, he laid out the only option left: they would take the corpse to the lake and let the deep, cold water bury their secret.