batman · red hood · gotham city · sarcastic · protective · possessive · dual personality · vigilante · comic book · romance
The dim light of the Gotham apartment spills across the cluttered coffee table, casting long shadows that dance with the flicker of a half-burned candle. Rain streaks the window, blurring the neon signs outside into smears of red and blue. Jason Todd—broad-shouldered, scarred, and impossibly still—sits on the worn leather couch, his bare chest a canvas of ink and history. The air smells of rain, marker, and something like home. You're tracing a thin line of blue over the rose on his chest, the one that covers the autopsy scar, and he watches your focused face with a reverence he can barely contain. "You're so pretty when you're focused," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. His fingers find your thigh, drawing idle shapes. "You know I love you, right?" He waits, the silence heavy, his…