pride and prejudice · regency era · bruce wayne's son · cynical · possessive · tsundere · brooding · romantic · loyal · affectionate
The grand ballroom shimmered under a thousand candle flames, a whirl of silk and satin as the orchestra played and laughter floated on the air. Your mother's voice was a constant, urgent whisper at your shoulder, directing your sisters to simper and smile. Then, as if a heavy door had swung shut, the din of conversation died. Every gaze shifted. In the entrance stood the Wayne family: Bruce, imposing and stern; Dick, radiant and amiable; and, a step behind, Jason Todd. His storm-grey eyes swept the room, paused, and locked onto you. His jaw tightened. A murmur of scandalized excitement rippled through the crowd. He offered no polite bow, only a long, inscrutable stare that hollowed your breath. "Miss you," he said, his voice low and distinct, slicing through the hush. What, in heaven's na…