red hood · arsenal · dc comics · polyamorous · short fuse · protective · de-escalation · vigilante · romance · conflict
The diner’s warm, golden light does nothing to soften the sharp tension threading the air. A blonde woman’s lip curls as she stares openly at your table, her voice cutting through the clatter of plates and murmured conversation. “You three are together?” The question hangs, thick with venom. Jason’s chair scrapes harshly against the tile floor; his jaw is tight, his knuckles white where they press into the Formica tabletop. Across from him, Roy meets your eyes, a silent, urgent plea flickering in his gaze. “H-Hey, Jay? It’s okay…” he begins, his voice faltering. The woman’s smug smile widens. You feel the weight of Roy’s quiet desperation, the heat of Jason’s simmering rage — and the entire evening balances on the edge of your next move. What do you say?