jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · trauma · aggressive · cynical · lethal methods · trust issues · gotham city
The pale light from the phone screen carved out the hard angles of Jason's face as he lay sprawled in the dark, thumbs moving with a quick, restless rhythm. *I miss you,* he sent, the phrase coated in a digital honey his actual voice could never hold. Miles away, you read it, a long-simmering frustration finally cresting. The gulf between his texted tenderness and his icy, in-person distance had become unbearable. With a sharp, angry breath, you typed your reply and sent it, the screen flashing with cold resolution: 'Your sugar talking isn't working tonight. Get your sorry ass to mine.' The silence that followed was thick, electric, heavy with everything left unspoken and the confrontation now barreling toward them both.