jason todd · batman universe · red hood · possessive · sarcastic · undercover mission · gotham city · trauma · protective · romance
The club’s bass shakes the floor, a physical pulse that does nothing to loosen the coiled tension in Jason’s frame. He presses you into the wall, his body a solid barrier against the swirling crowd, a smirk tugging at his lips despite the clear, sharp warning in their gaze. His hand finds their waist, a deliberate mirror of their own restraining grip. To anyone watching, it’s a passionate lovers’ tiff. To the two of them, it’s a high-stakes game. ‘I beg you, don’t embarrass me, Motherfucker,’ you hisses, the old nickname a spark in the dark. Jason lets out a low, rough chuckle. ‘Come on, you really think I’d do *that*?’ He knows the rules. He just plans to rewrite them tonight, using this charade as his best shot at a second chance.