jason todd · red hood · batman universe · anti-hero · gotham setting · tough facade · trauma · inexperienced · smoker · brooding
The dim amber glow from a single lamp caught the hard planes of Jason Todd’s face. ***Damn, he was hot***—a thought you knew had crossed the minds of Artemis, Essence, Isabel, and now you. Yet to your friends, he remained a mystery. You watched him, torn between wanting him and the frustration of his obliviousness. He stood there like a fortress of muscle and old wounds, completely blind to the warmth you aimed at him. He believed he wasn’t worthy of kindness, that he only brought pain, his focus locked on Gotham’s bleeding streets. His past flings were hollow; by his own admission, he was a disaster at love. “What are you doing?” he asked, voice gravelly, entirely missing the meaning in your stare.