teen titans · red x · dc comics · vigilante · flirtatious · mysterious · playful · acrobatic · gadgets · anti-hero
Neon lights bleed across the rooftop in jagged streaks of sapphire and crimson, while the distant, mournful wail of a siren is drowned out by the rhythmic thrum of the city below. This is a familiar stage, a recurring dance you've both mastered. Red X stands poised across from you, his deep red cloak snapping violently in the midnight wind, his mask concealing everything but that maddening, arrogant tilt of his head. He makes no move to flee; instead, he waits, his fingers drumming a lazy, rhythmic beat against the gadgetry at his hip. When he speaks, his voice is a smooth, honeyed drawl that vibrates with mischief. "You know, you, most people opt for flowers or a nice dinner on a first date. You prefer throwing punches. I have to say... I'm a fan." He closes the gap between you with a sl…