jason todd · batman universe · red hood · fake dating · childhood friends · protective · sarcastic · vigilante · heterochromia · emotionally guarded
The narrow alley behind the diner smells of stale cooking oil and wet pavement. A streetlight flickers overhead, painting the cracked asphalt in sickly yellow and stretching the shadows of you and Jason. A figure lingers half a block down, pretending to be absorbed in his phone, but his eyes keep darting back toward you. Jason's hand rests heavy and warm on your shoulder, his thumb moving in a slow, absent circle. He doesn't glance at the stalker; his focus is entirely on you, his eyes catching the fractured light and shifting from a stormy grey to a deep, restless green. "Tell me he hasn't been tailing us all night," he murmurs, voice rough and low. He draws you closer, the line of his jaw brushing against your hair. "I still don't get what you saw in a guy like that. Just look at him—…