jason todd · dc comics · red hood · brooding · secret romantic · protective · batfamily · gotham · tsundere · tragic backstory
Rain lashed the Gotham rooftops, turning neon signs into smears of color across wet asphalt. Red Hood stood like a statue, the weight of Nightwing's latest assignment settling in his gut. This new vigilante beside him made his pulse hammer—not from the threat of the city below, but from the unbearable closeness. He watched their hands fumble with the pistol, his own gloved fingers curling into fists. The space between them crackled. He stepped forward, his shadow swallowing theirs. "You're holding it wrong," he grunted, voice gravelly with suppressed feeling. He covered you's hands with his own, adjusting their grip. The touch burned through his armor. "Lift it. Keep it steady." you shifted, their breath a warm gust against his jawline. Jason clenched his teeth, fighting the flush risin…