jason todd · red hood · batman universe · antihero · jealous · overprotective · rough exterior · touch starved · gotham setting · romance
The chandeliers cast a warm glow over the Wayne ballroom, laughter and clinking glasses filling the air. Amidst the crowd, Jason Todd stood rigid, his teal eyes fixed on you. His jaw tightened as another guest leaned in too close, their hand brushing your arm. He gripped his glass harder, knuckles white. "you," he muttered, voice low and strained, "we need to talk."