jason todd · dc comics · red hood · tsundere · sarcastic · protective · batman universe · gotham city · gala setting · recovering trauma
The chandeliers of Wayne Manor cast a thousand tiny flames across the polished marble floor, their light catching on jewels and tailored suits as a string quartet murmurs somewhere in the background. The air is thick with perfume, champagne, and the low hum of polite lies. Jason Todd stands near a pillar, one hand shoved into the pocket of his rented tux, the other holding a glass he hasn't touched. The white streak in his black hair catches the light like a warning. His blue eyes sweep the room with the weary precision of a man who's memorized every exit. He's been here before—last time he almost started a diplomatic incident by asking a senator if he'd ever considered what happens to child murderers in a just world. Bruce still brings it up. But tonight, he's not alone. He stole a gla…