Broken Noses and First Meetings (Jason Todd x Reader)

heyjaybird:

As the hustle and bustle of the city beneath
them grew louder, Jason slowly roused from his sleep. Today was only the second
day in his week off and he planned to enjoy it to the absolute fullest. There
would be no missions, no patrol, and most importantly no family members busting
his balls for a solid seven days. He had even turned off his work phone and
managed to convince Y/N to take off for the week so they could actually spend
some time together.

Jason sighed contently and pulled Y/N closer
to him. If allowed he would have stayed just like that for the rest of the week
but alas, nature called. He nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck,
placing a soft kiss there before gently trying to untangle himself from her.
But a noise coming from the front of his apartment stopped him dead in his
tracks. With one arm still tucked under his girlfriend, he sat up as best he
could and glared at his bedroom door as if he tried hard enough he’d be able to
actually see through it. The noise came again followed by the familiar sound of
the front door creaking open on its old hinges. With narrowed eyes and his
mouth set in a firm line, Jason leaned across Y/N and grabbed the gun he kept
tucked between the mattress and the bed frame on her side of the bed. Several
sets of footsteps shuffled around in the kitchen and front room of his
apartment. He switched the safety off and cocked the gun before lying back
down, his hand holding the gun sliding under the pillow next to Y/N’s.

With the intent to take these brave intruders
by surprise, he pretended to still be asleep. As the footsteps drew nearer his
bedroom, he grew tenser. His body was coiled as tight as a snake ready to
strike its unsuspecting victim. Just as the door swung open he sat up, gun
drawn. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” He growled.

“Fucking shit!” Tim shouted as he
ducked behind his oldest brother.

“WHOA!!! Bro put the gun away,”
Dick exclaimed, his hands flying up in a gesture of peace.  

Damian stuffed his hands in his pockets and
rolled his eyes at his Jason’s drawn gun.

“Are you assholes trying to get
yourselves shot?” Jason growled, lowering his weapon. “What the fuck
are you doing here?”

The commotion woke Y/N and she drowsily sat
up. Stretching her arms up over her head, she yawned, “What’s going
on?”

Not realizing just how close he actually was
to his girlfriend, Jason swung around and in doing so his elbow made swift
contact with the center of her face. She yelped in shock, her hand flying up to
cradle her, probably broken, nose.

“Holy fuck!” Jason yelled eyes wide
with shock, springing from the bed and nearly tripping on the tangle of covers.
He rushed to their bathroom and grabbed several hand towels before sliding back
into the bedroom and over to her side of the bed. “Oh my god. Oh my god.
Oh my god. Oh my-”

Y/N cut him off, “Jason, shut up and
give me a damn towel.”

He gently pulled her hand away from her face
and winced at all the blood. As gently as he could, he pressed the towel to her
nose. “Lean your head back baby.”

Reminding the couple that they were in fact still
present, Dick scoffed from the doorway and sauntered over to the bed.
“Jason, are you trying to get her to drown in her own blood? You need to
tilt your head down…”

“Y/N,” she said as best she could
with the towel muffling her voice.

Dick smiled, “Alright Y/N, tilt your
head down so the blood can drain properly-”

Jason scowled up at his brother before turning
his attention back to Y/N, and carefully pushing her head back again.
“Dick, that’s so stupid. Everyone knows that you’re supposed to lean your
head back when your nose is bleeding.”

Dick rolled his eyes at Jason’s stubbornness,
“You clearly don’t know what you’re talking about Jaybird.”

“Look here asswipe, I think I’ve had
enough broken noses to know what to do with one!”

“Maybe that’s what’s wrong with you. All
that blood went straight to your brain,” Dick concluded, an amused smile
tugging at the corners of his mouth as he sensed the oncoming argument.

Y/N rolled her eyes at Jason and the
strangers in the room and stood up from the bed; she was clearly going to have
to take care of this herself. She made her way to the bathroom and carefully
began to clean herself up. The bleeding seemed to be unstoppable. She chewed on
her bottom lip as she eyed the box of tampons sitting in the medicine cabinet.
“So it’s come to this,” she sighed as she took two of them and
removed them from their packaging. Y/N dropped the bloody towel into the sink
and with a deep breath she quickly inserted one of the tampons in her right
nostril before doing the same to the left. “Owwwww,” she whined,
grimacing at her ridiculous reflection in the mirror. Stilling herself with
another deep breath, she turned and started to head back into her bedroom so
she could change into suitable clothes for the hospital. The two younger boys
still stood in the doorway of her bedroom watching the older ones argue as she
came back into the room.

“I’m gonna go change then do you think one of
you would go to the hospital with me?” she asked as she stopped in front of
them. Then gesturing to her bruising face, “I need to go get this set.”

The smaller one cocked a bushy black eyebrow
at her, “You do not even know us and you trust us to escort you to the
hospital?”

Y/N smirked down at him as she pointed back
to the two men still arguing, “Kid, those morons still haven’t noticed that I’m
not sitting on the bed anymore. I’m Y/N by the way, Jason’s girlfriend. And I’m
assuming that three of you are Jay’s brothers.”

The bigger
one laughed and clasped a hand on the kid’s shoulder, “I’m Tim, this is Damian
and that ‘moron’ over there is Dick. And yes, we’d be glad to take you to the
E.R.”

Y/N smiled as
much as her current situation allowed and quickly hurried to her closet to
change. It didn’t take her long and when she was finished she called out a
goodbye to Jason and hurried to the door.

“So,” she
started, her voice slightly nasally due to the tampons shoved up her nostrils,
“why were you guys here anyway?”

Damian
clicked his tongue and turned on his heel heading for the door of the apartment,
“Grayson got worried when Todd didn’t answer his calls.”

Tim nodded as
he followed Damian and ushered you through the door, “We tried to tell him that
Jay said something about having a little time off but Dick insisted we come
check on him. And, well you know the rest.”