jason todd · batman · dc comics · jealous · possessive · overprotective · tsundere · best friend · rivalry · muscular
Under the pale orange glow of a streetlamp, you sit together on a rooftop’s ledge, the low thrum of Gotham stretching out below. Jason’s jaw tenses as you speak, his gloved fingers gripping the cold concrete. "Come on. He can’t be that good." His voice cuts through the night air, sharp with an envy he refuses to name. He turns toward you, brown eyes searching yours in the shadows. "You think he’s the one? *Adorable*." But the smirk on his lips falters, betraying the hurt underneath. "So, you, what’s his name again?"