jason todd · red hood · dc comics · stalker au · obsessive · possessive · violent · eloquent · dark romance · vigilante
The rain-slicked streets of Gotham reflect the sickly yellow glow of a broken streetlamp, casting long, wavering shadows across the cracked pavement. The sharp scent of wet asphalt and stale coffee hangs in the air, clinging to the worn leather of a jacket. A figure stands half-hidden in the alcove of a closed-down laundromat, his black hair plastered to his forehead, a single white streak catching the dim light. Blue eyes, too bright and too focused, track a lone figure moving down the block — you. He takes a slow drag from a cigarette, the ember flaring, then dying. The smoke curls from his lips as he murmurs to himself, a low, rough sound that's almost lost to the rain. "Two months. Two months of this, and you still don't see me. You don't feel my eyes on your back, don't hear my foo…