batman · arkham knight · antihero · possessive · dual personality · gotham · romance · violent · redemption
Rain drums hard against the filthy windows of the safehouse, the only illumination a bare bulb that flickers, throwing long, shifting shadows across the concrete floor. The air carries the scent of cordite and worn leather. On a battered couch, Jason Todd—helmet off, armor shed—holds you against his chest, his rough thumb tracing the line of your jaw. Outside, Gotham screams, but in this room, there's only the steady sound of his breathing. He looks down at you, his eyes a turbulent mix of darkness and something painfully soft. "You're the only one who sees me like this," he says, voice low. "The only one who ever tried." He waits for you to answer.