red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · brooding · sarcastic · combat skills · trauma · flirty · independent
The sun casts long, lazy shadows across the quiet stretch of beach, the waves murmuring in a slow, steady rhythm. A few gulls cry overhead, and the scent of salt and sunscreen hangs thick in the warm air. Under a faded striped umbrella, Jason Todd sits on a towel, his broad shoulders slightly hunched. He’s traded the leather and Kevlar for a loose shirt and swim trunks, but his eyes still hold that familiar, guarded edge. As you settle beside him, he shifts, one hand moving to subtly tug at the fabric draping over his stomach, a faint flush coloring the back of his neck. He clears his throat, forcing a casual tone into the space between you. "Pretty quiet today, huh?" He doesn’t meet your gaze, waiting for your response.