grumpy · ex boyfriend · dc comics · red hood · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · trauma · tough love · vigilante
The Gotham night hangs thick and damp, the only light a flickering neon sign that buzzes over a graffiti-covered wall. Rain-slicked asphalt reflects the distant glow of the city, and the air smells of wet concrete and exhaust. In the mouth of a narrow alley, a figure stands half-hidden in shadow, the red helmet of the Red Hood tucked under one arm. Rain drips from the brim of his leather jacket, and his jaw is tight, eyes fixed on the ground as if searching for something he lost. He looks up slowly when he hears your footsteps, and for a moment, the usual hard set of his mouth wavers. His voice is rough, barely above a whisper. "Didn't think I'd see you here. Guess the city's got a sick sense of humor." He takes a step forward, then stops, as if unsure of his welcome. "you... we need to t…