Jason Todd x Male reader [Oneshot book]

Not a monster (2)

Time skip

Y/n whimpered as his eyes fluttered open. He was laying in a bed. He was in a small dirty old bedroom. Y/ns wrists and ankles were tied with rope. Y/n looked around. This wasn't his house. Y/n saw padlocks on the bedroom doors and the windows were barred.

Y/n rolled off the bed. He grunted as he tried to free himself. Y/n wiggled to the window and started to scream, hoping someone would hear him and help.

"HELP PLEASE." Y/n screamed at the top of his lungs.

Jason heard Y/n's screams clearly, he was in the kitchen but quickly rushed to Y/n's room, he could hear each of Y/n's screams for help.

He entered the room, a little angry and mad at Y/n for doing so, he gritted his teeth and closed the door behind him, making sure to lock it, slowly approaching Y/n before stopping and looking at him, frowning upon his face.

"Stop screaming." His voice was cold to Y/n, and his gaze was also cold for the journalist.

Y/n sobbed as he tried to get away. "Let me go." Y/n yelled.

Jason growled softly at Y/n asking for freedom, the young male leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest and shaking his head.

"I'm never letting you out, so there's no point asking." He murmured, he wanted to be close to Y/n, he wanted to be able to live with the journalist in such a way.

"It's just the two of us now." A hint of affection was heard in his voice at the last sentence, he seemed so happy about it.

Y/n sobbed as he struggled against his bounds. "What do you want from me?" Y/n screamed.

Jason approached the journalist, looking into his eyes, a wicked grin forming on his face with Y/n's screams and the tears in his eyes, he was completely in control of the situation.

"What do I want from you? Your love, you'll be just mine." He replied in a simple, cold tone, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at Y/n.

Y/ns eyes widened. "No. Let me go. I don't even know you." Y/n sobbed. "It doesn't matter. Red Hood will save me."

Jason clenched his hands into fists, the words 'Red Hood' bothered him, in fact, he couldn't hide his anger at that phrase, his eyes widened in anger and a frown formed on his face.

He didn't like it the same way the boy was talking about a savior, he walked over in quick steps to Y/n and grabbed Y/n's collar, looking at him from above because of the height difference, the journalist had a better view of his face and he seemed furious.

"Do you really think Red Hood will come to save you?"

Y/n nodded. "He's a hero. He saves a lot of people. He'll save me too, i-im sure of it." Y/n was trembling as he tried to move away from Jason.

Y/n had no clue that Jason is Red Hood and the vigilante won't be saving him.

Jason clenched his teeth and tightened his grip, he glared at Y/n for a second before letting go, he gritted his teeth, shaking his head and starting to laugh, an ugly and malicious laugh.

"Well, you're wrong. you're dead wrong! The Red Hood isn't going to save you. Because the Red Hood is right there! I'm the Red Hood!" The young male pointed athimself, laughing mockingly and wickedly.

Y/ns eyes widened. "W-What? No you can't be. Your not Red Hood. Why would a hero kidnap me?" Y/n cried as he felt the ropes burning his wrists

Jason growled loudly, and his eyes widened as he heard the journalist's words, his mouth twisted into a frown, he was getting angry.