jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · toxic relationship · dominant · lethal vigilante · gothic atmosphere · emotionally volatile · scarred
City lights smear across the windshield in streaks of neon and rain. Jason's grip on the wheel is a white-knuckled vise, the engine snarling beneath the hood as he cuts through Gotham's wet, black heart. You're slumped beside him, the party's empty buzz dead in your ears, replaced by the humming, suffocating weight between you. His jaw is a hard line, his breath a ragged, controlled rhythm. "God you," he mutters, the words low and dangerous, a lit fuse in the dark. The car swerves, and finally, he turns those glacial blue eyes on you, the accusation in them as sharp as a blade. What did you do this time?