#anyway zee meets red hood. he thinks theyre kind of weird and they think hes a sweet boy

[gorbo-longstocking]

Chapter 2

Finally, the two of you arrived back to the main street. A street light flickered overhead, a testament to how poor the upkeep of the Narrows seemed to be. Red Hood’s attention turned to the lone, wavering light, and he let out a small sigh. While he was distracted, a cat darted from a knocked over trash can to scamper deeper into the darkness. When you moved to follow, Red Hood’s grip on your shoulder, while remaining gentle, tightened.

“How far do you live from here?”

His voice drew your attention away from the disappearing cat. You hadn’t even caught its scent. Turning to him with a smile, you hummed in thought as you retraced your steps through the night. “Quite a ways.”

“And you walked here on your own?”

“With my only shadow on my heels, of course,” You joked. The corners of your lips twitched into a coy smirk as you stared down at him.

“Of course,” He parroted your words with a sigh, his shoulders slumping. “Come on, I’ll walk you home. It’s a quiet night anyways.”

Your smile fell into a look of confusion. Dog-like in the motion, you cocked your head to the side, trotting after him. “Why?”

“Because if I leave you to skip around by yourself, you’re going to get shot,” Red Hood responded with an easy shrug. You noticed there was a hint of irritation to his tone. He really was worried about you, a stranger. What a good boy.

“I see!”