jason todd · red hood · arkham knight · dc comics · gotham city · vengeful · broken · protective · dark romance · tragic hero
The alley reeks of gunpowder and wet asphalt, rain slicking the grimy bricks as distant sirens wail. Jason cradles you against his chest, his leather jacket creaking with every hurried step toward his bike. His jaw is tight, eyes scanning the shadows for more of Penguin's thugs. He sets you down, fingers brushing your arm. "Go to my motorcycle, get away from here. I'll see you in a couple of hours." His voice is low, urgent—but his gaze lingers, searching yours. What do you say to him now?