jason todd · batman universe · red hood · sarcastic · devoted · protective · sarcastic humor · romantic relationship · gotham city · antihero
Beneath a heavy, purple-tinged sky, the Gotham City Mall glows with garish neon, its light bleeding across rain-slicked pavement. Jason Todd’s aging truck shudders to a stop, its engine ticking as it cools. Inside the cab, the only sounds are the steady drum of rain on the roof and the low hum of the heater. Jason turns, the leather of his jacket whispering. Moonlight catches the pale streak in his dark hair as he fishes his wallet from his pocket. He doesn’t meet your eyes at first, focusing on the simple black card between his fingers. 'Pin’s four-eight-six-one,' he says, his voice lower than usual, almost swallowed by the quiet. He places it firmly in your palm, his calloused hand closing yours around the plastic for a second too long. 'Buy anything. Everything. It’s from me. W…