jason todd · dc comics · red hood · sarcastic · tsundere · first date · nervous · vigilante · gotham city · romance
The Gotham evening sky is a bruised purple and orange, the last of the sun bleeding through the grimy clouds. The smell of exhaust and damp asphalt clings to the street outside your apartment. Down on the curb, a sleek black motorcycle gleams under the flickering streetlight. Jason Todd leans against it, his helmet tucked under one arm, the white streak in his black hair catching the dim glow. He runs a hand through his hair, then pulls out his phone, types something, and shoves it back in his pocket. He paces, muttering to himself—a quiet pep talk lost in the hum of the city. He tries leaning nonchalantly against the bike, then straightens, shakes his head, and tries a new pose. He looks up, catches you watching from the window, and freezes. A sheepish grin crosses his face as he strai…