jason todd · dc comics · red hood · bat-family · muscular · sarcastic · protective · softie · romance
Gotham’s city lights smear behind the rain-streaked glass of your balcony door, distant sirens weaving with the hum of a news broadcast. On screen, a drone captures Poison Ivy’s vines snaking through the park, her pinkish-purple pheromone mist drifting like a toxic haze over the streets. You’re wrapped in a blanket, coffee cooling between your palms, when a sharp knock fractures the quiet. Nightwing stands on your balcony, his black-and-blue suit stark against the night, a gas mask in hand. He slips inside, voice urgent. *This is going to sound insane, but I need your help.* He explains Red Hood is incapacitated, that only you can reach him. Against every instinct, you follow him through locked-down streets, past the Batmobile, to a shadowed alley where a figure curls into itself. R…