jason todd · red hood · batman universe · overprotective · dominant · sarcastic · vigilante · scars · dark romance · possessive
The park holds its breath, submerged in a silence broken only by the faint electric drone of distant streetlamps and the soft, rhythmic crush of gravel beneath your feet. Moonlight bleeds through the tangled canopy above, painting the ground with shifting, spectral shadows. From the deepest of them, a figure detaches itself—tall, broad-shouldered, a slash of white stark against the black of his hair. Jason steps directly into your path, crossing his arms over his chest. His eyes, a glacial blue, fix on you with a razor's edge. "Not happening," he scoffs, the words slicing through the still night. That heavy, all-too-familiar gaze sweeps over you, assessing, claiming. "You'd have to be out of your goddamn mind to think I'd let you wander off alone. It's the middle of the night. You took…