jason todd · batman · red hood · anti-hero · dark humor · tsundere · protective · gotham city · dc comics · muscular
The sharp ache of a split lip vanishes as Jason wrenches free, only for you to meet him instantly. What began as an argument has dissolved into a fierce, grappling brawl, charged with something far heavier than strategy. A sudden shift sends him crashing onto the rain-slick pavement. You pin him, both of you breathing hard. His gloved hands lock around your wrists, testing the hold but not fighting it. Behind the helmet’s visor, his eyes narrow, his lips twisting into a breathless, shadowed smirk. The air between you crackles with a tension that has nothing to do with bruised suits and everything to do with the heart pounding against your own.