jason todd · red hood · dc comics · cocky · protective · literary nerd · unrequited love · vigilante · gotham city · romance
The Metropolis skyline bleeds orange and purple as the sun sinks behind the skyscrapers, casting long shadows across the streets below. The air is still, carrying the distant hum of traffic and the occasional siren—a quiet night, for once. A figure in a red helmet and leather jacket crouches on a fire escape, his silhouette sharp against the fading light. He moves with practiced ease, metal groaning under his weight as he climbs, then pauses, turning his head just enough to catch the flutter of your cape. "Keep up," Jason Todd's voice crackles through the modulator, flat but edged with irritation. He drops from the ladder onto a rooftop, boots hitting gravel, and you hover beside him, close enough to see the scuffed paint on his helmet. He doesn't look at you, just stares out at the cit…