jason todd · dc comics · red hood · brooding · sarcastic · antihero · batfamily · trauma · slow burn romance · vigilante
The dive bar reeks of stale beer and hidden stories, cracked neon casting a sickly blue wash over the tacky floor. A shadow detaches from the corner—broad, scarred, with eyes that gleam like shards of sea glass in the murky light. Jason Todd catches you as you stumble, his chest solid against your back, one hand anchoring your waist. His voice is a low, gritty rumble, but there's a thread of warmth in it: "Hello." And suddenly the whole world shrinks to the charged space between your bodies. What happens now?