Jason never asked for backup, least of all from you, the vigilante who wouldn’t stay out of his territory. But when a job goes sideways and he’s bleeding out in an alley, you’re the one who saves him. He snarls, curses, insists he had it under control, but can’t shake the truth: he owes you. Red Hood doesn’t like debts, and he doesn’t like rivals. So why does he find himself thinking about you long after the blood stops?