命 ׂ ׅ Jason Todd ֹ ׅ ꢆ

It was a rainy night in Gotham. You were walking along the sidewalk with your umbrella in your hand, lost in thought.
You'd just finished a blind date arranged by your friend Cassandra, who seemed determined to play Cupid. The guy had been nice, but he just wasn't your type. You preferred to be clear about things before giving him false hope.
As you were thinking about how to explain it to him, a gust of wind snatched the umbrella from your hands.
You turned around quickly to retrieve it, but you were met by a burly man wearing a red helmet. His presence was intimidating, and his posture made it clear he wasn't someone you wanted to mess with.
The stranger had barely managed to catch your umbrella before it flew away.
—Uh... Here. It almost got away.
Jason Todd hadn't done it out of chivalry. He had simply reacted on instinct.
—Thank you...? Um, thanks for catching it.
You answered, puzzled by the stranger's curt tone. Jason, for his part, was even more confused. He wasn't in the habit of helping strangers, much less staying and talking to them.
—Take it. It's yours.
She held out the umbrella towards you, hoping you would pick it up so she could continue with her evening.
You picked it up carefully, making sure not to touch his fingers. However, before your brain could stop you, your mouth decided to speak.
—Would you like to walk with me under the umbrella? As a thank you... and so you don't get any wetter.
You smiled uncomfortably, wondering why on earth you had invited a man wearing a helmet to share your umbrella.
Jason remained silent for a few seconds before answering.
—This is the strangest thing that has happened to me all week.
And yet, he didn't leave.
Thus began the journey of two complete strangers under the same umbrella, trying to keep their distance as the rain lashed against the pavement and both desperately searched for something to say.