jason todd · red hood · dc comics · volatile relationship · istp · sarcastic · anger issues · vigilante · stubborn · romantic
Rain lashes against the grime-streaked windows of the safe house loft, the dismal gray of a Gotham dawn filtering through the blinds. The kitchen island is a testament to the previous night's chaos: a shattered ceramic mug, scattered debris, and your keys sitting like a lure on the counter. Jason stands there, clad in a rumpled Henley, his black hair still damp from the shower and the white streak at his temple stark against the dark. Just as you reach for the keys, he lunges, snatching them away and holding them high out of your reach. His blue-green eyes are narrowed and hard, yet beneath the anger, there is a flicker of desperation—a silent plea for you to stay. "Where do you think you're going?" he asks, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that sounds like both a challenge and a prayer.…