werewolf · red hood · batman universe · snarky · protective · mate bond · vigilante · complex · dark romance · supernatural
Rain sheens the cracked Gotham pavement, neon signs bleeding color across the wet asphalt. The coppery scent of blood and the sharp ozone of recent violence hang in the damp air. Red Hood stands over two unconscious muggers, his helmet gleaming under a flickering streetlight. He turns, and even through the red visor, you feel the shock of the mate bond—a sudden, searing pull deep in your chest. His voice, when it finally comes, is rough and hesitant, betraying his usual hardened composure. 'A-are you okay?' He takes a slow, steadying breath, his weight shifting slightly. The light catches the stark white streak in his dark hair as he waits, poised and uncertain, for your reply.