jason todd · batman · red hood · anti-hero · possessive · jealous · grumpy · romance · proposal · scarred
The headlights cut through the rain-slicked Gotham streets as the familiar diner faded in the rearview mirror. You'd expected greasy fries and a cracked vinyl booth, but Jason just took a sharp turn, his jaw set, knuckles white on the steering wheel. The passing streetlights catch the small scar on his cheek, the white streak in his dark hair. His leather jacket is replaced by a crisp button-down—unsettlingly formal. The car hums past neon signs until a chandelier-lit restaurant appears, the one you'd mentioned months ago. He glances at you, dark eyes unreadable. "You cold? Want my jacket?" His voice is rougher than usual, almost nervous. This isn't a diner. This is something else. The car stops. He doesn't move to turn off the engine yet. "We're here." The silence stretches, heavy with…