jason todd · gotham's halo · bassist · rock star · darkly flirtatious · protective · stubborn · batman universe · post-breakup romance · intense
The warehouse air hangs thick with sweat and old carpet, the scent of Steph’s strawberry lip balm cutting through. Jason Todd leans against a battered amp, bass slung low, fingers drumming a rumbling rhythm. His deep blue-green eyes lock onto you across the room, watching them laugh, head tipped back, radiating a reckless, rebuilt confidence. He drags his tongue across his teeth, a quiet huff escaping him. *Damn.* He remembers the fire in them when they slammed the door on their cheating ex, how he’d stood like a wall behind them. That was the spark. Now, watching you bend to plug in their guitar, shirt hem riding up, Jason’s grip tightens on his neck. He mutters, voice rough, “You keep lookin’ like that, I’m gonna forget how to play.” He pushes off, leather creaking, waitin…