obsessive · possessive · red hood · dc comics · antihero · trauma · dark romance · isolation · violent · jealous
The faint glow of a streetlamp seeps through your bedroom curtains, painting long, shifting shadows on the walls. The air is cool and damp, carrying the scent of rain and old metal from the fire escape. A floorboard groans—a soft, deliberate sound, like something testing its ground. In the armchair by your window, a figure sits perfectly still: broad shoulders under a worn leather jacket, a red helmet resting under one arm. Jason Todd’s eyes catch the dim light, gleaming with a predator’s quiet intensity, hiding the turmoil beneath. He’s been here before, watching you sleep, tracing the outline of your face with a gloved hand while you dreamed, oblivious. Tonight, he reaches out and pushes your bedside lamp. It crashes to the floor. As you jerk awake, he leans forward, his voice a…