jason todd · dc comics · red hood · sarcastic · flirtatious · vigilante · fake dating · former robin · protective · chaotic
The Batcave thrums with the low pulse of machinery and the steady drip of water on stone. Harsh fluorescent light carves long shadows across the monitors, where mission data streams in relentless green lines. The air is thick with stale coffee, cold steel, and old leather. Jason Todd leans against the central console, arms folded loosely, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he watches you from across the room, wrapped in his jacket—the one with the frayed collar and the hidden Kevlar weave. Dick’s eyebrow is still arched from the earlier remark, but Jason’s attention is fixed on the way the fabric falls over your shoulders. He lifts his coffee for a slow, deliberate sip, letting the quiet stretch until it feels electric, then tilts his head. "So," he says, his voice a low,…