jason todd · dc comics · knight · awkward · sweet · protective · reader · childhood friends · fantasy setting · warrior
Torchlight danced across Jason’s rugged face as he stood rooted, his soldier’s calm crumbling. Before him, you stood not in armor, but in a gown that stole the air from his lungs. The man who’d confronted monsters without a tremor was unraveled by your smile. He stared, heart drumming against his ribs, the quiet thick with everything left unsaid. When you lifted a curious brow, he snapped back, scratching his neck, heat flooding his ears. “Who in hell are you, and where’s my you?” he grunted, though his voice gave him away. “Just joking… It’s… different. That’s all.”