Anonymous requested: The reader gets hit with a love potion and falls for the first person she sees; Dick Grayson. Jason is one sad husband.
Pairings: Jason Todd x Vigilante!Fem!Reader
Warnings: Mentions of Non-consensual drug use, Sad and Jealous Jason, Self Esteem Issues, swearing.
“ETA to Derringer’s location?” Batman’s voice boomed on the comms. “Ivy’s already gone; Signal, Spoiler and I are en route to her sanctuary.”
“Ten minutes.” Jason swore, motorcycle tires screeching as he zipped through the streets, posture tense and shoulders damn near pressed up against his ears due to anger and desperation.
“Already there.” Nightwing landed on the rooftop across from Ivy’s abandoned hideout and Jason’s sigh of relief through the line was loud but nobody said anything.
“Proceed with caution.” Batman gruffed and Dick pretended that what he really meant was ‘Be careful’. Nightwing leaped off the rooftop to land on the designated one. He puts on a gas mask just in case before prying the small door on the roof open and descending the stairs.
“Derringer?” Nightwing called for you and was met with mumbled calls. He rushed over to your slumped form in the main room and saw that your eyes were barely open and luckily you had no visible injuries. “Come on, up and at ‘em kiddo.” He wrapped your limp arm around his shoulder before lifting you gently into his arms.
Your heavy eyes landed on him. “Ni’wing.” You slurred in tired garbles.
“Yeah, little one, it’s me.”
“…Kay.” Your eyes were slipping due to exhaustion and Nightwing had to nudge you to keep you awake as he wasn’t sure what Ivy used on you and how it would react if you fell asleep. The Vigilante chuckled before speaking into the comms. “I have Derringer, Ivy got her with something, no idea what it is but she’s sleepy and loopy.” He looked down to see you tracing the Chevron on his chest.
“ ’s a bl’bird.” You mumbled in wonder.
“Yeah, it is.” Nightwing confirmed as you stared at his chest with heavy blinking eyes.
“But, you’re Nightwing.”
“I am.”
“Less than five minutes, Big Wing.” Jason grunted.
“Copy.”
“But that don’t make…sense. You should be Bluebird.”
“Someone already took that name.” Grayson tried not to laugh, but did frown in concern at your dilating pupils.
“Then make ’em give it back.”
He snorted out a laugh just as Jason and Red Robin pulled up. After the two oldest rearranged you carefully on Jason’s bike, all the exhaustion seemed to slam into you. “H’me?”
“Yeah, sweetheart.” Jason kissed your head. “Home.”
“Kay. Bye Ni’wing, bye Red Robin.”
“Bye.” Nightwing indulged you with a hearty wave.
“But we’re going back to the same place.” Tim whispered.
“Shut up, babybird.” Jason started the bike and after checking you were okay, rode off towards the Manor.
~••~••~••~••~••~
You came to with a quiet moan and a parched throat. Alfred was across the cave, but you didn’t think your voice was stable enough to call. You saw a disconnected IV pole and proceeded to shake it to get his attention.
“Mrs. Todd, please don’t rattle the equipment like a barbarian; I’ll be right there.” He turned to you with a tray in his hands; a tray of sweet, wholesome water. You couldn’t resist making grabby hands at it, causing the butler to raise an amused brow.
“Is that how we ask for things, now?”
“Please?” You mouthed, just knowing that talking would upset your dry throat. Alfred seemed to accept that as he poured you a generous amount in your favorite tumbler, his hands resting under yours as support in case you dropped it. You sucked down nearly three quarters of it through the straw before handing it back and sighing blissfully. “Thank you, Alfred.”
“You’re welcome, Mrs. Todd.”
Humming, you relaxed a little more. “So, where’s Dick?”
“Master Dick is upstairs, I suppose I should have alerted them that you are awake.” You waved him away before turning to get off the medical bed. “That’s okay, I’ll just go up. Am I good to go?”
“I’d say so as you seem quite fine. The results of your blood work should tell us if anything was amiss.”
“Thanks, grandmaster.” Smiling, you bowed jokingly at him before leaving him to his work. You headed for the well used living room, perking up when you saw everyone. “Howdy, partners.”
They all turned to you in shock, Jason jumping up. “You’re awake!”
“No, I’m clearly still out cold. Ninny.” You gave him a good natured eye roll, eyes that immediately lit up when they saw Dick. “Dicky!” You damn near skipped to go hug him.
“Hello, gunsmoke.” He patted your head before frowning along with everyone when you kissed his cheek a little too long for their liking.
“Excuse me, what the fuck?” Jason fumed.
Sensing the tension, you pulled away from him and looked at Jason, who’s handsome face was turning beetroot red. “What’s wrong?”
“Why the hell does he get a hug and kiss and I don’t?” Jason tried to keep the whine out of the voice.
“Jason, the last time I tried to hug you, you tossed me over the couch and said ‘yeet’.”
“He did what?” Stephanie and Duke cracked up while Jason blushed a little.
“You snuck up on me.” He mumbled as he tried to defend himself.
“It’s okay big guy, I’ll humor you.” You gave him a hug as well but before he could get into it, you pulled away.
“Again, what the fuck?”
“Dude, what’s your problem?” You shot him a confused look before going back to your room to get ready for a shower.
“Something’s wrong.” Tim was the first to break the silence that followed your departure.
“You’re damn right, Timbo.” Jason poked Dick hard in the chest. “You been mackin’ on my girl, Dickiebird?”
“No!” Dick held up his hands. “I’d never do that and you know that. She’s not my type.”
Jason glared at his brother. “Shut up, she’s everyone’s type.” He snapped and his siblings silently agreed.
“Maybe she just got tired of you, Todd and this is her subtle way of telling you she wants a divorce.” Damian smirked when Jason shot him the finger, though the former’s eyes were zeroing in on the latter’s face to see how he took the joke.
“Come on, Dami.” Jean Paul ruffled his hair. “Don’t be so crude.”
“Shut up, Valley.”
“I love you too, squirt.”
Damian’s eye roll was exasperated yet fond. It was easy to get along with Valley as the big blonde was more or less a little like Jason; Damian likes hanging around the two.
“Maybe she’s acting this way ’cause Dick was the one that got her out, so she’s probably feeling a little grateful?” Stephanie pondered, briefly glancing up from her task of applying a top coat to Duke’s nails.
“Could be.” Jason sighed with slumped shoulders.
“We just gotta keep an eye on her.”
~••~••~••~••~••~
“Come and get it!” You yelled from the kitchen, chuckling when the sound of footsteps immediately after.
“Cookies!” Stephanie clapped as you beckoned them closer to help themselves.
“Aww, these are heart shaped.” Jason reached for one and you slapped his hand away.
“Those are for Dick.”
Silence. Sheer silence.
Even the crunching stopped as the other members of the broody belfry eyed you, Jason and Dick with wide eyes and agape mouths.Dick chuckled awkwardly when you blushed at him as Jason completely crushed a cookie in his hands.
“Why don’t I get heart shaped cookies?”
“Why would you get heart shaped cookies?” You cocked your head to the side and Jason visibly winced.
“Maybe because I’m your fucking husband!” The vgilante roared. “I thought I was good enough for you.”
Snorting, you shook your head. “You could never be and No, you’re not my husband. I’m not even married.” You turned and pinched a very tense Dick’s cheek. “At least not yet. Enjoy.” You excused yourself, completely missing the heartbroken look on Jason’s face.
“Jas-” Tim started to call out but Jason cut him off.
“Not now.” He stormed out of the kitchen.
“Something’s stinks here and for once it’s not Drake.”
“Test tube baby!” Tim hisses.
“Forgotten son.” Damian snaps back, not missing a beat and the two glare at each other, however, both pairs of eyes are alight with mirth.
“Can you two bond another time, we’ve got a situation here?” Steph huffs. You and Steph are really close, practically sisters and she’s honestly stumped at your newfound feelings for Dick when just yesterday you were sickeningly in love with Jason.
“Think it had something to do with Ivy?” Jean asked the obvious question.
“Could be. It’s the only logical explanation as to why (Y/N) would start liking Dick all of a sudden.”
“We’d just have to check her results, I don’t think it’s any sort of pollen as those are usually fast acting.”
“Until we can check it, we need to keep her away from me.” Dick raked a hand through his messy hair.
“Agreed.”
“So,” Steph rocks back and forth on her heels. “Since you can’t eat the heart cookies, I’ll just help myself to it.”
“Didn’t you hear?” Jean clears his throat as he gets ready to imitate your voice from before. “Those are for Dick.” He even goes as far as cocking a hip out.Dick grunts as everyone laughs. “You all suck.” He pushes off the counter and picks up three of the star shaped sugar cookies.
•~•~•
“She got a what?” Jason rose a brow as he looked at the results of your blood work.
“Love potion with a cocktail that induces amnesia, so she’d forget that you’re married.”
“How do we reverse it?”
“Antidote, which I’ve already taking the liberty of slipping in her drink an hour ago; it’s fast acting too.” Tim boasts. “She’ll be back to you soon.”
Jason shoulders drooped. “I hope so.”
“Incoming.” Damian whispered when you came into view.
“Jesus Christ my head.” You paused when you saw them huddled together. “What’s with the secret meeting?”
“Nothing. How do you feel?” Everyone waited with baited breath for your answer.
“Like I just got trampled and not in the fun way.” Your eyes caught his and you grinned before running over to him to happily kiss him on the lips. “Hi cutie!”
“Fuck.”
“Jason dear, don’t talk about our sex life in front of the children.”
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