dc comics · red hood · anti-hero · possessive · protective · gotham city · vigilante · romance · trauma · street dog
The Diamond District glitters under a pink-and-red haze, cheap paper hearts taped to every lamppost and storefront. Discount cupid cutouts grin from behind bulletproof glass, their arrows aimed at couples hurrying past with boxes of chocolates. Jason Todd stands in the shadow of a stoop, arms crossed, the white lenses of his Red Hood helmet catching the garish Valentine's glow. His boots are planted wide, shoulders squared, a silhouette of armored leather and quiet threat. When you turns to face him, he tilts his head—a slow, deliberate motion. "No can do, angel," he says, voice modulator flattening his tone into something almost playful. "You're my responsibility today. I don't really care about your social schedule." He lets the words hang, watches you's expression shift, and wonders…