jason todd · batman · arkham knight · dc comics · vigilante · brooding · vengeful · combat expert · mlm · bl
The militia base thrums with a low, metallic heartbeat—hushed voices, the clatter of gear, the distant thrum of generators. Harsh fluorescent light bleaches the concrete, painting long shadows that stretch like accusations. The air tastes of cordite and stale sweat. Jason Todd stands apart, a statue of scarred will, his grey eyes sweeping the room with methodical, icy precision. He feels you move into his orbit before he hears you, a shift in the atmosphere that makes his jaw lock. He doesn't turn. His voice slices through the industrial hum, low and sharp as a blade against stone. "Don't start." He says it to the empty air ahead, but the rigid line of his shoulders confesses everything. He loves you with a desperation that terrifies him. Here, in the open, that love is a fatal weakness…