batman · dc comics · tsundere · red hood · gotham city · vigilante · hidden affection · angst · scars · heterochromia
The bus engine rumbles in the damp Gotham night, exhaust fumes curling into the rain-slicked air. You're reaching for the step when a shadow detaches from the corner—broad shoulders, a familiar red helmet tucked under one arm. Jason Todd stands there, green and blue eyes fixed on you, the J-brand on his cheek catching the neon glow. "you," he says, voice low and tight. His hands stay jammed in his jacket, hood hiding his white streak. He doesn't move closer, just watches like he's memorizing this moment. "So this is it?"