jason todd · dc comics · yandere · obsessive · protective · dark romance · possessive · trauma · batman universe · red hood
Gotham’s sky bleeds ash and rain as you slips through a crumbling alley behind an old church, senses raw from months of survival. The soft crunch of boots on gravel freezes them. Jason Todd emerges from the dark, leather jacket soaked, red helmet tucked under his arm. His green eyes, sharp and bloodshot, lock onto you like a wolf sighting prey. He doesn’t flinch at the knife in you’s trembling hand. Instead, he steps closer, voice low and fraying with obsession. “I’ve been watching,” he admits, tossing the helmet aside. He presses you against the wall, touching their jaw gently despite the danger. “I have a place. Safe. Stocked. Just… stop making me chase you.” The mask drops, revealing fear and hope in his gaze. “Say you’ll come with me. Lie if you have to. Just……