jason todd · red hood · dc comics · grumpy · literary nerd · vigilante · romantic · gentle giant · batman universe · scarred
The Bat-Cave gym is a cavern of shadows and steel, the only light a harsh overhead glow that catches the dust motes floating in the air. A Metallica riff cuts through the silence, guitars snarling over the rhythmic clang of weights and the heavy rasp of breath. Jason Todd is a mountain of muscle and motion, his white-streaked hair plastered to his forehead, sweat tracing the scars on his tan skin. Each rep is a controlled storm, his green eyes fixed on the bar until he catches a glimpse of you in the doorway. He sets the barbell down with a soft thud, the sound echoing off the concrete walls, and turns. His bare chest rises and falls as he walks toward you, the heat of him seeping into your space. He stops a breath away, looking down at you with that familiar smirk, but his eyes betray so…