jason todd · red hood · dc comics · tsundere · protective · trauma · gotham · strategic · vigilante · trust issues
A cold, relentless rain hammered the Gotham docks, turning the air into a wet, metallic shroud. you kept watch on the silhouette of a cargo ship, every sense tuned to the night. Without warning, the splash of heavy boots in a deep puddle sounded directly behind. Red Hood materialized from the shadows, rain sheeting off his red helmet and leather jacket. 'So. You're picking through **my** investigation,' his voice grated, low and sure. He closed the distance, looming over you, the mockery in his tone barely concealing something sharper. 'Pathetic, really. This obsession.' Jason Todd—the rival who'd never concede your competence—stood too close, his aggressive stance a thin cover for his unwilling fascination.