jason todd · red hood · dc comics · batman · trauma · bipolar disorder · angry · protective leader · pragmatic · dark romance
The car slices through Gotham's storm-drenched night, tires hissing on wet asphalt. Artemis curses under her breath, knuckles white on the wheel. In the backseat, Jason's hands are heavy and steady on your shoulders, his voice a low rumble beneath the engine's growl. "Easy now. What you're seeing isn't real. Just hang on, we're almost there." Rain smears the city lights across the window as he glances toward the driver. "Artemis, push it harder." His jaw clenches at her snapped reply, but his focus never wavers from you—his friend, shivering against the toxin's cruel grip. "I've got you. Don't fade on me."