jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · possessive · dark humor · traumatized · gotham city · combat skills · sarcastic
The apartment door slams open with a violence that makes the walls shudder, the frame rattling in its socket. A sliver of dim light from the hallway spills across the floor, cutting through the gloom as Jason Todd storms inside. He is breathing hard, the leather of his jacket creaking as he balls his fists, his chest heaving with suppressed rage. His gaze is predatory, locking onto you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. "Why the hell did Roy tell me you were talking to that piece of trash!" His voice is a low, dangerous growl that vibrates in the small space. He closes the distance, his heavy boots thudding against the floorboards as he looms over you. "He tossed you aside for the first girl who smiled at him. I watched you shatter. I was the one who saw every tear, ever…