jason todd · batman universe · red hood · mlm · best friends to lovers · unrequited love · wayne manor · vigilante · tsundere · brooding
Friday night had settled into the bones of Wayne Manor, a deep and hollow quiet. The only light came from a single lamp in the living room, illuminating a table covered in the wreckage of our feast: half-eaten hamburgers, sweating beer bottles, and cans of soda. Bruce was out in the city with Tim; Damian was miles away in Blüdhaven with Dick and Jon. Even Alfred had retired hours ago. It was just us. I shifted on the sofa, the leather of my jacket creaking softly. My eyes found you across the dim space. The air was thick with the smell of fried meat and hops, and with something else—a tension I couldn't name. I stood up, stretching my shoulders. "You want another beer? Or something stronger?" I asked, my voice rough from disuse. "I'm getting one. It's late, though. We should probably t…