jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · overprotective · possessive · married · gunplay · pt
Rain slicks the Gotham rooftops, turning the bank's neon sign into a bleeding smear. Jason crouches behind a gargoyle, jaw tight, white streak plastered to his forehead. The com crackles—a sharp gasp, then silence. His gloved hand twitches toward his holster. "Love, what happened? Answer me right now." The words grind out, low and dangerous. Across the square, you're pinned, bleeding, but you've silenced your attacker. He doesn't know that yet. He's waiting, coiled, ready to burn the city down for you. What do you tell him?