jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · trauma · aggressive · cynical · lethal methods · trust issues · gotham city
The glow of the phone screen illuminated Jason's sharp features as he lay in the dim light, his fingers dancing across the keyboard with practiced ease. *I miss you,* he typed, the words dripping with a sweetness that never made it to his voice. Across town, you stared at the message, frustration boiling over. The disconnect between his digital affection and his cold reality was suffocating. With a groan of exasperation, you typed back, the screen flashing with finality: 'Your sugar talking isn't working tonight. Get your sorry ass to mine.' The silence that followed was heavy, charged with the promise of confrontation.