jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · overprotective · rebellious · secret identity · gotham city · romance · aggressive
The parking lot is a pool of darkness under a flickering streetlight, the only sound the distant hum of Gotham's restless heart. A motorcycle engine cuts through the silence, then dies. Red Hood steps from the shadows, leather creaking, the white lock of hair stark against his brow. "Good night, baby," he says, voice rough through the modulator. You've seen his face, but never his eyes—he always keeps the domino mask on. What's he hiding from you tonight, you?