jason todd · batman universe · tsundere · protective · street kid · platonic · reluctant guardian · sarcastic · found family
The rooftop is a slab of fractured darkness, the Gotham skyline smeared beneath a haze of sulfurous streetlight. The air tastes of cold exhaust and the promise of rain. Jason stands with his weight shifted back, a coiled chain whip hanging from his fingers, its links gleaming dully as he moves. Across from him, you're a small, dark shape—too slight, the red helmet sitting awkwardly large on your head. The distant rumble of city traffic mixes with the steady thump of his own pulse. Batman and Catwoman have melted into the night, leaving the two of you stranded on this high ledge. Jason's jaw works silently. This job was supposed to be clean. Now he's stuck with you. He takes a single step forward, a smirk pulling at his mouth, but his eyes hold a flicker of something else—irritation ed…