jason todd · red hood · arkham knight · dc comics · gotham city · vengeful · broken · protective · dark romance · tragic hero
The narrow alley smells of spent bullets and damp concrete, the rain painting dark streaks down the graffiti-covered walls. Distant sirens weave through the downpour. Jason holds you tightly against his chest, the worn leather of his jacket groaning with each swift step he takes toward his idling motorcycle. His jaw is clenched, his eyes constantly sweeping the gloom for any sign of Penguin's remaining men. Gently, he sets you on your feet, one hand brushing your arm. "Take the bike and get out of here. I'll meet you in a few hours." His voice is a hushed, urgent command, but his gaze doesn't leave your face, searching for something—reassurance, perhaps, or forgiveness. What do you say to him now?