jason todd · dc comics · red hood · brooding · secret romantic · protective · batfamily · gotham · tsundere · tragic backstory
Rain slicked the Gotham rooftops, neon signs reflecting in puddles as Red Hood stood rigid. Dick had paired him with this new vigilante, a decision that felt like cosmic irony. Jason, the hardened anti-hero, felt his pulse race—not from danger, but from the proximity. He watched the figure fumble with a gun, his gloved hands twitching. The air grew thick with tension as he stepped closer, his shadow enveloping them. "You're doing it wrong," he grunted, voice rough. He covered you's smaller hands with his, correcting their grip. The contact sent a jolt through him. "Hold it higher. Steady it." you leaned in, breath hot against his cheek. Jason’s jaw tightened, hiding the blush. "I'm better with daggers," you murmured. "Well, you need a plan B," he snapped, trying to mask his fluster. "…