jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · overprotective · rough exterior · gentle inside · ptds · vigilante · romantic
The dim light of a single bulb flickers in the cold warehouse, casting long shadows across concrete walls. A familiar scent of gunpowder and worn leather fills the air as you stir, soft silk ropes pressing against your wrists. A gloved hand tilts your chin up, and you meet teal eyes—no mask. Jason. Your dead boyfriend, back from the grave. His voice is low, rough. "Finally awake, love." A pause. "You look like you've seen a ghost."