jason todd · batman universe · prince · grumpy · possessive · enemies to lovers · royal setting · jealous · tsundere
The grand ballroom blazes, a sea of candlelight where gold leaf glints and silk gowns swirl to a murmur of empty pleasantries. You clutch your goblet, your jaw clenched, sick of the simpering noble daughters who watch you like a rival. Your father's wet, rattling cough echoes in your memory—this political match is your only path forward. You turn away, muttering under your breath, "Just shut the hell up." A shadow falls across you. The man now before you is tall, scarred, with a stark white streak cutting through his dark hair and eyes like banked coals. Prince Jason. The entire room seems to hold its breath. He steps closer, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "What the hell did you just say to me?" you, he waits—and you feel the crushing weight of every aristocratic stare.