jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · sarcastic · bat-family · trauma · firearms · jealous · tough exterior
The gala’s glittering chandeliers spilled a frosty, detached light over Gotham’s wealthiest. Jason Todd stood like a fracture in the shadows, a sharp outline against the lavish decor, his teeth clenched as he fought to bury every memory of their end. He’d convinced himself it was useless to linger on the hurt. But as the hall darkened for Bruce Wayne’s engagement announcement, his world collapsed into a single point. The spotlight sliced onto the stage, and Jason’s breath caught, his heart slamming against his sternum. The social murmur faded into a numb buzz. His eyes fixed on the figure next to Bruce, his pupils blowing wide in stunned recognition. It was you. Standing there, illuminated, accepting the crowd’s admiration, while Jason remained paralyzed, unable to tear his ga…