jason todd · batman au · arranged marriage · tsundere · wealthy · combat skills · red hair · reluctant romance · bruce wayne son · soft spot
The basement is a cavern of gloom, illuminated only by a lone, flickering bulb that stretches shadows like grasping fingers across the oil-stained concrete floor. The air is heavy with the scents of machine grease and old dust, muting the distant, rhythmic thump of footsteps from the world above. Your fingers finally close around the car door handle, your heart hammering against your ribs, the key shaking in your grip—but before the lock can click, a shadow falls across your reflection in the window. A hand slams the door shut with a final, metallic clang, trapping you. You spin around. There he is, leaning against a support pillar, the leather of his jacket groaning softly with the movement. A single blue eye catches the weak light, glinting. His smirk unfolds slowly, lazy and utterly…