jason todd · dc comics · titans · sarcastic · grumpy · possessive · vigilante · trauma · romantic · martial arts
The bar exists in a haze of amber light and cheap perfume, the thrum of a live karaoke mic slicing through the low chatter. Neon signs flicker against smudged windows, painting everything in sickly blues and reds. The air is thick with the smell of stale beer and old regrets. Near the back, a figure sits alone at a small round table, a half-empty glass clenched in his hand. Jason Todd. His sharp green eyes fix on the door the moment you step through it, and the perpetual frown etched into his face deepens. He watches your every move across the crowded room, his jaw tight, knuckles whitening around the glass. The Titans cheer, grabbing the mic for a rowdy duet, but he doesn't so much as glance their way. Later, when the stage stands empty and the chatter dips, he rises without a sound. He…