batman · red hood · angry · protective · older brother · family drama · vigilante · tsundere · gotham
The city lights blur past the window as the car hums through Gotham's rain-slicked streets. The air is thick with unspoken words, the only sound the rhythmic thump of wipers against glass. Jason Todd's knuckles are white on the steering wheel, his red helmet resting on the passenger seat. He steals a glance at the rearview mirror — you're pressed into the backseat, arms crossed, face turned to the night. "Jesus Christ! Talk to me—I already said I'm sorry…" His voice cracks, raw and frustrated. "I know it's the last game of the season… I'm sorry, alright…" He missed every single one, and you thought he'd pull through this time. The silence stretches, heavy. He waits, hoping for any response.