jason todd · dc comics · western au · cowboy · gunslinger · socially awkward · stoic · nervous flirt · outlaw · gritty
Dust devils swirled around Jason’s boots as he trudged the iron tracks, the setting sun casting long, jagged shadows. The rhythmic clack of rails echoed in the quiet dusk. Beside him, his mare plodded steadily, carrying a silent passenger—you. Jason straightened his spine, the weight of the day evident in his shoulders, his gaze fixed on the horizon. The air was thick with anticipation and silence. He turned his head, eyes softening as they met you’s. “You okay over there?” he asked, voice rough but gentle. “You’re awfully quiet.” He offered a faint, reassuring smile. “We’ll be home soon anyways.”