Summary: You’ve learned it’s part of everyday life, but Jason does not take well to the idea that you get catcalled on your walk to and from work everyday
Everyday it was the same. You seemed to pass all of the same people and the same comments as you walked to and from work. It probably wasn’t the safest idea, but you always tried to turn your headphones up to avoid having to hear some of the more graphic comments hurled your way.
Your headphone battery had died as you got to work this morning, so now you were stuck hearing every last comment on your walk home. The walk home started off well enough since you were still in the business district, but within a few blocks you knew there would be more and more nefarious characters to deal with.
By the time you got home, you were barely holding back your tears. Opening the door, you didn’t even reciprocate Jason’s greeting. Instead, you rushed to get those headphones charged so you wouldn’t have live through this nightmare again.
“What’s going on?” You heard the concerned voice behind you. You didn’t want to turn around because as soon as you saw Jason’s worried face, you weren’t going to be able to keep what little composure you had left. When you didn’t answer, Jason tried again softening his voice a bit, “Y/N, what happened?”
“I just had to actually hear it tonight,” you said ominously. Your voice breaking as you began to cry when you turned around.
With the first crack of your voice, Jason’s arms were around you. He still wanted to know what you had meant by you had to actually hear it tonight, but he knew you’d explain a bit more once you calmed down. He gently rubbed your back, reminding you you were safe and loved.
As your breathing evened out a bit, you pulled back and elaborated, “They seemed to know that today I could hear them as I walked by. I don’t know, my face must’ve given it away. Anyway, they started yelling more gruesome things and one guy tried to grab at me before I sprinted home.”
You watched as the realization washed over him. Trying to wrap his head around what you’d said, he asked, “You said ‘today.’ Do they do this everyday?”
The look on your face told him what he needed to know. You couldn’t put your life on hold because of some idiots, but you did everything you could to block them out. He shouldn’t be surprised, but he still was. The fact that this was your daily reality and he was clueless to it made him angry.
He took a moment to collect himself. He didn’t want to upset you any further by speaking in anger. When he felt confident that he could speak calmly, he suggested, “How about I walk with you to and from work? That way we get a little extra quality time together everyday and I can see exactly who Red Hood needs to visit at night to make that commute a little safer for everybody who needs to walk it alone.”
“You already do enough, Jason. You should be trying to get some rest during the day, not walking me to work like my personal bodyguard,” you countered.
Jason wasn’t about to back down. He hated that scum like those guys would take advantage of anyone traveling alone, and if they were doing it in his neighborhood, then he clearly wasn’t doing enough to stop it.
“Look at it this way,” Jason reasoned. “If they’re doing this to you, they’re doing it to others too. If I go with you and figure out who to have a few choice words with, then I’m going to be able to make it better for everybody. That way, you’ll be making those streets safer for everybody.”
You hated when he played dirty like this. He was right, plain and simple. Normally you weren’t able to do much to play hero, but you liked the idea that you might be able to do something to help someone else just by letting your own hero help you. Finally you answered him, “Fine. If it’ll help others, I’m in.”
“Good, because I would’ve felt like a creep having to follow you instead,” he said with a smirk. He wanted you to think he was joking, but you both knew better.
“Now c’mon, I made dinner,” he added. “And I’m taking the night off, so I’m all yours for the rest of the night.”
Your favorite date nights were the ones where you never felt like you had to try too hard to have fun. Luckily, Jason felt the same way. You were both content in each others company, take out, and some movie you only need to half pay attention to.
“So are you going to sing along?” Jason teased as you settled up against him on the couch.
“No, are you?” you shot back.
“Like I told you, I haven’t seen this to know the words,” he said with a smirk.
The two of you sat contentedly wrapped up in each others arms, completely enveloped in the magic of the movie. The smallest, happiest smile crept onto your face whenever Jason would start rubbing or tapping your back unconsciously to the beat of the music. You were so happy to see him enjoying himself and at peace.
There were a few things you knew for sure about Jason. You knew he’d had a painful life, and that he thought he deserved it. You loved him from the moment he showed up at your door, surprising you with an impromptu second date because you told him you were having a bad day. Finally, you knew Jason didn’t explicitly know you were in love with him. You hadn’t told him yet. Just because you fell hard and fast for him didn’t mean that together you were ready for such a declaration.
As the next song began, you began tapping Jason’s chest in unison with this hand on your back, prompting him to look down and realize what he’d been doing the whole time. “Sorry, I didn’t realized I’d made you my own personal drum,” he apologized.
“It’s really fine,” you assured him, “I thought it was cute. Besides what’s a little finger tapping when it’s someone you love.”
You could tell you’d shocked him from the dumbfounded look on his face as he stiffened up.
“You don’t love me,” he scoffed. “I’m too broken.”
Sitting upright to face him, you retorted, “Yeah, and I’m some spoiled brat who can only love ‘perfect.’” You grabbed his hand to almost plead with him how important it was that he listen to you. “I’m broken too, just differently, but our broken parts fit together. I love you, Jason, and that’s not changing.”
“What about Red Hood? You love him too?” He shot back.
“It’s still you under that helmet, isn’t it?” You weren’t about to let him ignore something good just because he was afraid.
“Okay, good,” he conceded. “Because I’ve been in love with you for months.”
Having long forgotten the movie, you two spent the rest of the night kissing and cuddling, sprinkling in little “I love you”s every chance you got.
I got another request for the same list with Jason, so I split the response in two. 🙂
Who’s the first to wake up in the morning:
Usually you do because Jason’s out all night fighting bad guys and normally you have to go to work in the morning. Jason’s a sweetheart though, and he will get up with you in the morning to try and get those few extra minutes with you before you need to leave. When you have the day off, you’ll wake up, but you tend to put yourself back to sleep just a little bit closer to Jason because no where on Earth will be as great as the spot you’re in in that moment.
Who’s the one to make breakfast:
Jason cannot get enough of your breakfast sandwiches. He loves when you leave the yolk a little runny to be sopped up with the rest of the sandwich.
Who’s the one to serve the other breakfast in bed:
If he’s up first, he’ll try to surprise you with some breakfast in bed. You both start to get a little worried that a mess will be made of your bed, so you usually relocate to the kitchen table, but the intention behind the gesture was not wasted on you.
Who would suggest a quickie in the morning before work:
Jason does, and you think this might be the leading reason why he wakes up with you in the morning.
Who suggests they both ditch work to lay around all day:
You do. You just want to spend as much peaceful time with Jason as possible. He’s fine with blowing off patrol once in a while when you ask because you don’t ask him to do it all the time, and he knows you’ll usually ditch work the next day to stay with him.
Who chooses the movies:
Jason lets you do the choosing for movies because he has to deal with that whole media gap from when he was dead. He also really likes how excited you get when telling him just how much he’s going to love whatever it is you choose.
Who initiates kissing during the moving, thus distracting the other from the movie all together:
You’re totally guilty of this. Sure, you want to share the movie with him, but you realize it’s not all that often that you and Jason get this block of time together to just enjoy each other. He never seems to mind accepting the love, and will usually try to finish watching the movie while he’s cooking or cleaning when you’re at work.
Who orders lunch:
You do. Jason will usually be so absorbed in whatever he’s reading or working on, he’d work straight through until dinner. You make sure you both have something good to share, especially if it’s a day to just chill. The last time Jason ordered lunch, he did it via Delivery Roulette and you are not making that mistake again.
Who steals food from the other’s plate without asking:
Jason does. You think it might be related to having grown up with so little that he learned you have to take food wherever and whenever you can get it. He is pretty sneaky though, so you usually don’t even notice he’s taken any food, and you’re sure he picked that skill up as a kid.
Who curls up next to the other and falls asleep due to a full tummy:
Jason will spread himself out on the couch for a post-lunch snooze and to anyone else he will say that he does not want anyone around, but you, he is more than happy for you to curl up against him for a nice nap. Sometimes he’ll lay there relaxing finishing the movie you tried to watch the other night while you lay there asleep.
BRUCE: Bruce doesn’t normally get jealous, he knows you love him and honestly? He’s rich, good-looking and kind, what’s not to like? But there are a few moments when some guys at school try to get too familiar with you. He doesn’t get involve until they start making you uncomfortable and boy, he hates it. So real casual he would arrive and get an obvious grip of your waist while looking at the guy like he was nothing and asking him to get lost. Surprisingly, Alfred’s lessons on how to maintain a facade work extremely well to make other guys feel like they’re not worth of anything everytime Bruce looks down at them.
DICK: He can be quite jealous and he hates it. He hates feeling possessive of you because you’re not an object that belongs to him but sometimes he can’t help it. So everytime you two go out with his brothers and someone decides to try and hit on you he doesn’t do casual on mentioning that he’s a cop, and a Wayne. That’s enough to scare everyone who tries to steal you from him.
JASON: He has abandonment issues, that not a secret. Dying, coming back, facing Bruce, seeing Tim as his replacement… he doesn’t do well with the possibility of losing someone. So that’s why he is rather protective and jealous, he thinks you can do better than him. Sow hen you two go out clubbing and someone takes a chance to dance with you or hit on you Jason’s there the second the even glare at you. His usual bat family glare that said “Hey dude, why don’t you give off before something bad happens, huh?” made everyone uneasy, but the heated and possessive kiss that always came along made then go away as fast as the came. You always were a little pissed at him when he got jealous but you always amde sure he knew you loved him and you’d never leave him.
TIM: Sometimes you get a day off from work and looking after your brothers, so when that happens you’re all Tim’s. Normally he takes you to a beautiful spot on the park where you take photos all day and he just looks at you. But sometimes some people come to you and try to take photos of you and hit on you. So Tim’s jealous side comes to light rather easily and sin seconds he grabs his phone and has a background check on them. More than once the unfortunate person who hit on you has been mysteriously transferred to Star City, Tim swears he didn’t had anything to do with.
DAMIAN: He’s possessive and that’s not a secret either but he tries to control it. You’re a flirt, I mean you’re basically the daughter of Ivy, Selina and Harley, quite obvious. Since Selina decided to put you in Gotham Academy too things have gotten interesting for everyone. The Ice King, Damian Wayne dating a girl, the one that half the school envied and the other half wanted to sleep with. So it wasn’t uncommon that during free period some idiotic person tried to ask you out, even if you were really public about your relationship with Damian. So the second they asked you, you laughed counting how many seconds your boyfriend would wait to appear and scare them off. And it’s seven, seven seconds until he appears, his arm on your waist and a death glare on his green eyes. A simple “run if you don’t want to get hurt” was enough to get them running away. Everyone knew he was jealous and you loved seeing him like that.
Since I had another request with Jason and this list, this is the second part!
Who distracts the other from trying to work at home:
Jason does, and he is the reason you try not to work from home. If you’re home with him during the day, he wants you to pay more attention to him than to the work that gives you stress.
Who asks to go get ice cream like a five year old:
You do! You always try to find ways to make Jason’s life a little happier and a little more whimsical, and spontaneous ice cream trips seem to do the trick.
Who takes pictures of their partner eating ice cream:
Jason does because you just look so happy. He gets some really nice candid shots when you’re sitting on the pier enjoying the view, the ice cream, and the company. The pictures help him on missions and when everything is looking pretty bleak.
Who makes a sexual joke about the dripping ice cream on their partner’s face:
You did, once, just to see what kind of reaction you’d get out of Jason. He was so shocked to hear you make that kind of joke, he started choking on his own ice cream as you sat there smirking at him.
Who cooks dinner:
Jason is always happy to treat you to a nice home cooked dinner. He’ll say he didn’t take lessons from Alfred for his health
Who cleans up the kitchen afterwards:
What really helps here is that Jason cleans the kitchen as he cooks, which really decreases the amount of cooking that needs to be done after dinner. You always try to just take care of that yourself since he cooked and already did some of the cleaning, but Jason still helps you out. Some nights you’ll wash the dishes and he’ll dry them, then the next night you’ll switch spots.
Who stays up until 2 reading:
If he’s not out on patrol, Jason will. You love how much he loves to read, and you love the nights he stays home with you because while you will watch something together in the beginning of the evening, you both try to remove screens from your bedroom after a certain time of night. That’s when you cuddle up together in the soft light and enjoy a book together. As cheesy as it is, you take turns reading aloud to the other.
Who stares at their partner while their sleeping:
Jason just wants to soak in the peaceful moment. It’s those moments when he watches you sleep he remembers just how lucky he is to have you. I get way more in depth in Woman, Amen.
Who kisses their partner while they sleep:
You both will. Jason likes to let you know he got home safe for the night with a little kiss while you’re asleep, and if he’s already fallen back to sleep before you leave for work, you want him to still get that extra bit of love.
Jason. It comes with the vigilante life. You’ll try to wait up for him, but you start dozing before he gets home. If he’s hurt when he comes in, you always snap awake immediately.
Who is a morning person:
If one of you must be a morning person, it’s you. Your day starts a lot earlier than Jason’s so you’re up out of necessity. It drives you nuts that even on your days off to sleep in with Jason, your body is so used to getting up that you still wake up early.
Are they cuddlers:
Yes. You are all about the cuddles, and Jason is not opposed to them at all. Cuddling with Jason, especially in your soft bed surrounded by all of the blankets and pillows you made him buy is one of your favorite ways to spend a rainy day. Jason is yet to disagree when you move in for cuddles.
Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon:
You call yourself more of a jetpack than a big spoon (because you try to always raise Jason up). At home with you is one of the few times Jason allows himself to be vulnerable. He is always busting his back to make the Gotham (and the world) safe for you, and you are more than happy to give him somewhere safe where you can be his protector.
What is their favourite sleeping position:
Jason tends to sleep on his stomach, at least to go to sleep and for naps. He’ll usually shift in his sleep to either be on his back or his side. No matter which position he’s in, he always has a hand touching you somewhere or wrapped around you. You are a subconscious cuddler, and tend to pull yourself in nice and close to Jason. When he’s sleeping on his back, you end up almost being an extra blanket draped across half of his body.
Who steals all the blankets:
You do. The lure of the blanket burrito is just too strong. While Jason radiates so much heat when he sleeps, there are so many nights when he’s away on missions and you have to use your blankets to satisfy your need for warmth. When he’s home, you usually pull out an extra blanket so you really don’t leave him out in the cold.
What they wear to bed:
You unabashedly wear Jason’s t-shirts to bed, like all the time. You might mix it up with some sweatpants, boxer shorts, or just leave it at the t-shirt. It all just depends on the night. Jason usually doesn’t wear a shirt to bed, unless he is really cold. Normally, he’ll keep it at just underwear or sweatpants.
Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt:
Jason loves seeing you in his t-shirt, and you love wearing his clothes. For him it might be a bit of an ego thing that you’ve further claimed him as your own by appropriating his attire. For you, the shirts smell like Jason and it lets you feel like he’s there holding you even when he can’t be home.
Who falls asleep mid-conversation:
Jason does and he says it’s because your voice is so soothing that when he’s tired and in bed, it’s all he needs to get his mind to relax quickly and lull to sleep. He feels a little bad because he does want to hear and know what you have to say.
Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares:
Jason does. Since his time as Robin, he’s been plagued with nightmares and they’ve only gotten worse since his dip in the Lazarus Pit. When they hit, you are up immediately too – sometimes even before Jason has broken the nightmare’s hold.
Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep:
It was an accident, but you did when Jason came home a couple of nights early from an out of the country mission. You were all cuddled up in bed, asleep and on edge since you had been by yourself for a week already that when Jason came in and went to kiss your forehead the shock of someone unexpectedly being in your bedroom made you punch him in the throat to give yourself some time to escape. When you realized what you did, you felt awful and stayed up all night with Jason apologizing and trying to kiss it better. You didn’t realize how proud he was that even when you’re asleep and he’s not home to protect you, you are pretty capable of protecting yourself.
Who can’t keep their hands to themself:
Jason needs to be touching you, not even in a sexual way even though he certainly doesn’t mind it. He needs to know you’re there and safe, and the best way for him to know that in bed is if he has a hand on you.
Dick: You will because of the constant attention Dick gets from men and women alike. It just opens up a lot of insecurities that one of the most loved and beautiful men in all of Gotham and Bludhaven deserves someone on his level of beautiful. Dick always reminds you that as far as he’s concerned, even at those moments you think you look horrendous, you surpass his beauty without ever trying.
Jason: Jason lived in Dick’s shadow for so long, he’s almost just waiting for you to find someone better than him. He’ll get a little jealous when people come up to you and try to hit on you, especially if he’s right there and you just got up for a moment. He’ll give you the cold shoulder, trying to give you that chance to just make it quick and put him out of his misery. That is until he sees you blow right past whoever was trying to get your attention and come straight back to him. He knows his place in your heart when your smile suddenly reappears as you get close to him.
Tim: You do. You get jealous of the time and effort Tim spends working on a case, especially when you feel cast aside. It may take him some time to notice the hurt he has unknowingly inflicted upon you, but does everything he can to make you see how important you are to him.
a/n: honestly this is based off a dream I had so I don’t have any character in mind, but it could be any male character really, and as usual it’s fully gender neutral 🙂 it is short though
You gently tug at his arm, fingers interlocked with a carefulness you reserved only for him.
“C’mon idiot, you’re hurt and deserve rest. Let’s go to bed,” you whine, looking up at him hoping to see his resolve crumble. You aren’t disappointed, and the way his eyes soften make your cheeks flush. He lets you drag him along regardless, no longer resisting, and you revel in his presence.
For a moment you stumble, crossing the threshold into your bedroom, but you recover, unable to do anything but giggle at your misstep. He stumbles along with you, never faltering, keeping his thumb running over the supple skin of your palm.
And when you clamber onto your bed, dragging him with you, he practically collapses next to you, sinking into the mountains of blankets you keep year round.
Instinctively you pull him towards you with care, sighing contentedly when he curls up beside you, his hair tickling your chin with such familiarity. You warp yourself around his form, enveloping him in what you hope is a comforting embrace, and place a soft kiss to the crown of his head.
“I love you,” you whisper as his breath evens out. “I love you so much.”
The pounding on your front door cause your heart to race, but the sound of his voice alarmed you further
“(Y/N)!” Jason’s fists pounded, a low groan falling from his lips.
“Jason?” You said his name aloud as you hurried to the door. Jerking it open, you saw him standing there, still dressed in his Red Hood getup. Your mouth fell open when you saw the blood covering his hand that was pressed against his abdomen, your anxiety heightening.
“Oh.. Oh no,” You stammered, pulling him inside. Jason let out a yelp when you lugged him inside. Slamming the door shut, you reached up and unfastened the helmet off of his head. Pulling it off, his face was exposed, the beads of sweat collecting around his temples.
His face contorted in utter pain, you ushered the leather jacket from his shoulders, watching as it fell to the floor with a thump.
“What on earth happened?!” You exclaimed, grabbing a hold of his face. Jason’s eyes were glowing, but his complexion pale.
He gazed down at his hand, shrugging his shoulders. “Got into a little… mishap. I got stabbed.”
Immediately fear crept along your face. “Then why didn’t you go to the hospital?!” You nearly screamed. Jason chuckled.
“Hospital? No, I figured I’d be in better hands here.” He protested. You groaned, biting down on your bottom lip.
“I need to get my first aid.” You sat, racing to the bathroom where you kept it. Jerking it towards your chest, you race into the living room, only to find Jason on his back.
You kneeled beside him, the blood oozing between his fingertips. “We need to get that shirt off.” You informed him. With a low moan that consisted of utter pain, Jason was able to pull the black shirt from his head, exposing his toned chest and evident gash.
“What’d you do? Pull the knife out?” You glanced at him. Jason smirked. “Heroic, huh? Or is that more vigilante of me?”
Rolling your eyes, you grabbed the gauze and began applying pressure to the wound. The blood was seeping through, now getting onto your carpet.
Grumbling, you shook your head. “You’re bleeding all over my carpet.”
Jason’s eyes widened. “Your boyfriend got stabbed tonight and you’re more worried about your carpet?” You shrugged your own set of shoulders this time around. “Maybe if my boyfriend would’ve been more careful, he wouldn’t be bleeding all over my floor!”
Noticing the rolling of his eyes, you pressed harder against the wound which earned you a painful growl. “You’re a witch when you want to be, (Y/N). You know that, right?”
You smiled innocently, noticing the blood flow starting to slow.
“I’ve been told once or twice, all of which have been said by none other than you.”
You pressed your lips against his forehead. Finally, after several more minutes, you were able to close the wound. Little did anyone know, you were quite the stitcher. Sometimes you wondered why you didn’t go to medical school.
Ensuring the wound was safely closed, you helped Jason up. “Anything else I need to tend to?”
Jason pouted immediately. “My face hurts.”
You groaned, moving away from him.
“Figure out how to get blood stains out of the carpet, then I’ll tend to your face.”
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