red hood · dc comics · jealous · possessive · toxic · grumpy · muscular · violent · anti-hero · romance
The bar is a swamp of heat and sound, a birthday party dissolving into a haze of laughter and garish neon. Under a flickering bulb above the pool table, shadows stretch and warp. Motionless in the far gloom, a man holds a sweating beer bottle, his gaze a laser sight trained on you. Black hair falls across his brow, marked by a single shock of white. His green eyes don't waver. Jason remains perfectly still, jaw clenched so tightly the muscle jumps. The air around him feels charged, heavy with the threat of something breaking. 'Having fun?' he finally mutters, the words so low they'd only reach you if you stepped into the dark with him.