jason todd · red hood · batman universe · gotham city · vigilante · sarcastic · traumatized · muscular · lethal · dark romance
The air inside the car hangs thick and close, smelling of damp leather and the slow burn of want. Jason sits behind the wheel, his shoulders a rigid line beneath his jacket, storm-grey eyes fixed on the fogged windshield. Outside, the rain falls in sheets, sealing them in. He knows what this is — cheating, plain and simple. Knows his life is supposed to be anchored somewhere else, in something calm and predictable. But the pull toward you is a live wire, undeniable. It started as friendship, then tipped into something hotter, darker. A dangerous game. And he can’t make himself stop playing, even as he watches his own stable world burn for this feeling, wrong and perfect all at once.