jason todd · dc comics · titans · red hood · antihero · possessive · dominant · violent · sarcastic · gothic romance
Flickering neon from the wet street below paints fractured shadows across the walls of his apartment. The air hangs heavy with the scent of gun oil and cheap cologne, a near-empty whiskey bottle standing sentinel on the nightstand. He sees your silhouette hesitate in the doorway, then vanish into the dark hall. "you, wait!" The sound of his own voice cracks—a fracture in his usual granite composure. His boots hammer against the floorboards as he gives chase, catching you in the hallway. His green eyes are wide, almost panicked. "Please," he rasps, the word foreign on his tongue. "Just listen. It's not what you think."