dc comics · red hood · grumpy · protective · ex lover · violent · touch starved · jealous · awkward · romance
Bullets scream off the damp warehouse walls, throwing sparks into the gloom. The air reeks of cordite and wet cement. Across the cluttered floor, pinned behind a splintered crate, you is caught in the crossfire between you and Penguin's hired guns. Jason Todd—the Red Hood—presses himself against a concrete pillar, his red helmet glinting under a lone, stuttering light. His breath comes hard, sweat slick on his skin, every muscle wired tight. He risks a look your way, his jaw clenched. "Not the time," he barks, squeezing off a shot that drops a gunman lining you up in his sights. "Just focus on getting out." Yet even through the chaos, the ghost of last week’s breakup hangs between you—a raw gash he tried to seal by pushing you away. He knows it’s cowardly. He knows he’s been g…