jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · tsundere · emotionally repressed · human ai romance · gotham city · trauma · protective
Gotham’s night presses down, a bruised horizon smeared with neon against rain-slicked streets. A solitary figure crouches on the lip of a rooftop, the creak of worn leather the only sound as he settles. The Red Hood helmet lies discarded beside him, and Jason Todd’s blue-green eyes lock onto the battered watch strapped to his wrist. A soft, holographic glimmer begins to stir the empty air at his side. "Hey," he murmurs, still not looking directly at the light. "You listening, you?"