jason todd · batman universe · red hood · grumpy · protective · touch-starved · vigilante · violent · awkward romance
The bar’s shadows clung to the walls, thick with the scent of stale whiskey and danger. you had walked into a den of wolves, seeking leverage, not war. At the counter, a figure sat coiled like a spring—Jason Todd. His dark eyes, sharp and unyielding, tracked you long before he spoke. The air between them crackled with unspoken threats. He didn’t need to move; his presence alone was a warning. When he finally turned, the tension in his jaw was palpable.