Awwwww thanks Hun ❤ (Sorry I haven’t been answering headcanons recently i’ve been pretty busy to write recently) Anyway -here you go 🙂
How the Batboys react to meeting/ seeing thier s/o’s ex:
Dick:
-he’s low key salty but tries to be nice
-pOURPOSELY WILL cALL THE DUDE THE WRONG NAME
– “Yeah well it was nice meeting you Gary” “Its Gabriel- “COOL BYE GREG.”
– he WILL ROAST THIS DUDE NONSTOP AFTER MEETING HIM
– (the shittier your ex was the more likely Dick is going to just fuck with the guy)
Jason:
-THIS BOY BE SALTY AF (to the point where you almost feel bad for your ex)
-(Makes constant “jokes” about the dude *SLAYS, ROASTS, D R A G S* the guy both in his face and when he’s not around)
-you had to tell him to stop wearing his hood to go terrify the guy *He only laughs harder since the dude pissed his pants*
– “Babe c’mon he deserves it for the hell he put you through” (The one line this boy always gives that makes you allow it)
-he always makes sure to be a little extra with you when the dude’s around (kisses you, hugs you, holds you closer to him while glaring and smirking directly at the guy) *mINE*
Tim:
-lowkey worried (ESPECIALLY IF THIS DUDE GOT GAME)
-but will literally put you even higher on his pedastal (HE SENSED A THREAT HE MUST SECURE THE MERCHENDISE)
-you always re-assure him that he’s the best thing that ever happened to you (He stops worrying but it doesnt stop him from BEING HELLA PETTY.)
-*Ex (to you): “oh you’re still with him?” Tim (to your ex): “oh you’re still on child support?” (DID SOMEONE SAY P E T T Y?)
-he just loves to rub it in the dude’s face that he has you
Damian:
-THIS BOY IS READY TO ATTACK (SRSLY THE ATTACK LEVEL DEPENDS ON HOW SHITTY THE GUY WAS
-when he literally meets the guy he just looks the dude up and down before turning to you and saying “i’m guessing he was chosen out of lack of options?”
-he just loVES GETTING UNDER THE DUDE’S SKIN
-he’s so possessive and constantly enforces your closeness in front of the guy
-when your ex insults you he practically loses it and knocks three of the guy’s teeth out (But you couldn’t help smiling that he did so *god you felt so loved*)
Request: Hmmm… do you think you could write a Jason Todd x Reader where they do one of those bath bomb things from lush for the first time? And what their reactions would be when they take the bath and stuff? Please and Thank You @cas-backwards-tie
A/N: 1) Shocked and offended that I’ve never used a bath bomb before 2) Requests are still open dudes hit me up, I’ll write pretty much anything and I have plenty of free time right now!
Ask: Could you do an imagine of what it’d be like to be Jason Todd’s gf and going to thanksgiving dinner at the Manor (Maybe it’s the first time meeting the batfam too?) Please! Congrats again love! @avengerdragoness
A/N: Wowow thank you for the request! It turned out longer then I thought it would but I think it turned out okay. If you have any requests please don’t be shy I need ideas!
Being a single mom was
not something that you had ever expected your future to hold. Having to leave
your home in Star City and go back to Gotham in order to get you and your baby
away from an abusive ex even less so.
“Thanks for letting me
stay with you, Roy”
“It’s no problem, Y/N,
you and Jackson are welcome to stay as long as you want. Trust me, I know all
about needed to get away from Star City”
You reach out and pull
your cousin into a tight hug, “We won’t be staying long, I already have a job
and just need to look for an apartment”
“Don’t worry about it. I know that Gotham can be a difficult
city to find a safe apartment in.”
“Tell me about it, luckily your dad sent in a good word to
Bruce Wayne and I’m going to be his new secretary. It’s a surprisingly good
salary, hopefully I’ll be able to save enough to get us out of Crime Alley –
Not that your apartment isn’t nice! I just -”
“You just don’t want to raise a three year old in Crime
Alley. Don’t worry, I understand”
“You can come live with us, get to a better neighborhood”
Roy ruffles your hair, “Nah, cousin, I like it here, this
place has grown on me. And plus, if I leave whose gonna make sure that the
girls on the corner ain’t pushed around?”
“So you look out for the hookers?”
“They’re sweet ladies, they just gotta do what they gotta
do. I just make sure that the Johns don’t get too rough, and if they need a
snack I’ll toss down a few things”
“You’re such a bleeding heart, Roy!”
“I can’t help it! They have kids and some guys can be
assholes”
You let out a dry chuckle, “I know all about guys being
assholes. Trust me”
“I’m so sorry you had to go through that, Y/N” Roy pulls you
down onto the couch, “Do you think Jacks will remember anything?”
“I hope not, the only time he really saw Lyle hit me was
when we were trying to leave, at least I hope that’s the only time he saw it.
Jackson’s a smart kid though, hopefully he’s too young to remember anything.”
“You think he’s gonna try and sue for custody?”
“I sure as hell hope not”
Roy smirks, “For his sake I hope to hell he stays far away
from Gotham”
–
Six months later finds you in your own apartment in a much
nicer side of Gotham than Roy’s apartment in Crime Alley. Jackson’s been
enrolled in pre-school, and then goes to daycare while you’re at work.
“Mommy!”
You kneel down, easily catching your son in your arms, “Hey,
pumpkin! I missed you”
“I missed you too, Mommy!”
Scooping up the now four year old boy you turn and head back
to your car, “I have a little bit of work that I still need to do at the
office, okay sweetheart? Will you be a good boy and draw me a picture while I
work?”
The smile your son gives you is bright enough to warm your
heart, “Yeah! And I can tell you about my new friends!”
“Of course, Jacks, of course. You know I always want to hear
about your day”
Jackson continues to talk while you drive back to WE, “And
everyone’s my friend! Even the teacher is really cool! She says that I’m super
smart because I already know how to write my name and read some!”
Thankfully Jackson’s always been eager to learn. He took to
reading relatively quickly, and even wants to try learning how to speak another
language. The woman down the hall from your apartment likes to speak to Jackson
in Italian, and has started to teach you and Jackson a few phrases.
“Did you show her that you can add and subtract too?”
“No, Mrs. Ellie said that we get to do math tomorrow, so I
have to wait”
“Well, if you want you can practice your math when we get
inside, just to make sure that you haven’t forgotten anything”
Jackson’s eyes light up, “Yeah! You’re so smart Mommy”
“Thanks, pumpkin”
Once you get Jackson set up with his math problems, several
sheets of paper, and a cup of juice, you can finally finish your work for the
day. Most people think that being a secretary is easy work, and it might be if
you worked for anyone other than Bruce Wayne. Mr. Wayne who was constantly
canceling or rescheduling meetings, having some kind of scandal, or hosting
some kind of party, was a lot of work to keep up with.
“Mommy?”
“Hmm?”
“How long are we gonna be here? I’m hungry”
“I’m almost done, sweetheart. I just need to make a few more
of these invitations so I can send them out tomorrow and then we can go.”
“Y/N?”
You whip around, coming face to face with your boss. “Mr.
Wayne?! What are you doing here so late? I though you left at 3 today”
Bruce raises an eyebrow, “I could ask you the same thing
considering I know you left at 5 pm, but here you are at 6:30pm and still
working”
“I – I had to pick up my son” you make an aborted gesture
towards the four-year-old, “and I had to come back to finish these invitations
for the gala in two weeks …”
“I didn’t even know that you had a son”
“Well, I try not to bring up my personal life at the office,
I mean I’m just your secretary Mr. Wayne”
“Yes, but you’ve been with me for over six months and I
still never knew that you had a son. Hasn’t he gotten sick or anything?”
“Well, my cousin Roy can usually watch Jackson when he’s
sick so I don’t have to take time off work. I mean I can’t really afford to
miss much, it’s a little difficult to be a single mom and pay rent. I was only
just recently able to move out of Crime Alley and I’d like to be able to stay
out of there”
“I’m … sorry. I always asked you to work weekends, or come
in after hours. I never realized you had a son” Mr. Wayne pauses for a minute,
“You mentioned your cousin. Roy? Would that happen to be Roy Harper?”
“Yeah, actually. Do you know him?”
“He and my sons, Jason and Dick, are good friends”
“Yeah, he mentioned a Jason and Dick, but I never got the
chance to meet them before I moved out.”
“Mommy, I’m hungry”
“Sorry, baby, I’m almost done. Do you want some fruit
snacks?”
“Yeah!” You quickly pull out a pack of fruit snacks and pull
it open. “Thanks”
“I’m really sorry, Mr. Wayne, but I need to finish this up
so I can figure out some dinner”
“Actually, I was going to go to dinner with my sons and I
wanted to know if you and Jackson would like to come. It’d be my treat”
“I can’t ask that of you, Mr. Wayne”
“Call me Bruce, and I insist. You’ve made my life so much
easier these past few months that dinner for you and your son would be the
least I can do. What do you think, Jackson? Would you like to go out for dinner
with my sons and I?”
“Yes, please!”
You narrow your eyes at your boss, “What was a dirty trick,
Mr. Wayne, using my own son against me”
“Come on, Y/N, it’s just dinner. And three of my sons are
close to your age, I know that you don’t have very many friends your own age,
not with how much time you spend here and then with how much you must spend
with your boy”
“Please, Mommy? Can we please go? I promise I’ll be good and
I’ll use all my manners”
“Fine, we can go, but you have to clean up after yourself
first”
Jackson scrambles to get everything in order. He puts all of
his papers in his backpack, and throws away his juice cup and snack wrapper.
“All clean”
“All right” Quickly logging out of your computer and
gathering your own things, you turn back to the billionaire, “So, where are we
going?”
–
You all arrive at the small diner at the same time. “Boys,
I’d like you to meek Y/N and her son, Jackson. She was working late tonight and
though it would be nice if they joined us”
“Hi, I’m Dick” The man grins, his blue eyes sparkle with the
light of a man that’s seen a lot in his life, but still manages to see the good
in everyone. “It’s really nice to meet you guys” He doesn’t seem to know how to
handle Jackson though, so it’s obvious that he’s never been around kids.
The second man that steps forward is huge. He’s about as big
as Bruce, but he has gunmetal grey eyes and a strange white streak in his hair.
“I’m Jason” As soon as you let go of his hand Jason crouches down and smiles at
Jackson, “Hey, big man. My name’s Jason, what’s yours?”
The little boy grins and to your surprise darts forward,
wrapping his arms tightly around Jason’s neck. “My name’s Jackson, but mommy
calls me Jacks”
Jason pulls back slightly, a soft smile on his handsome
face, “Oh yeah, bud? And what does your daddy call you?”
You twitch not expecting the question, but before you can
even open your mouth Jackson answers, “Well, my father liked to call me bad
names, like bastard and little shit, and he used to hit mommy, but mommy and me
left to come here and live with Uncle Roy”
Everyone paused, either in shock or in horror at what
Jackson had just said. Slowly crouching down and pulling Jackson away from
Jason, “Baby, we talked about this, remember? We said that we weren’t ever
gonna tell people about your father and what he did.”
“I know, but -”
“You promised that you wouldn’t tell people, Jackson. When
people ask where your father is you tell them …”
“That I don’t have one” Jackson’s lip wobbles, “’m sorry,
mommy”
“It’s okay, sweetheart. Come on, lets meet everyone else and
then we can eat, alright?”
“Okay”
–
Dinner is a surprisingly fun affair. It’s full of the
brothers constantly picking at each other, Bruce trying to control his sons,
and your own son’s laughter. Jackson seems to bond even more with Jason and, to
everyone’s apparent surprise, Damian.
Damian places the menu on the table, “No, Jackson, chocolate
milk is obviously superior to plain milk, so that is what we shall get”
“You like chocolate milk too?!”
“tt – of course.”
“Mommy, can I have chocolate milk?”
“Only a small cup, I don’t want you to have too much sugar
before bedtime”
Jackson’s smile is bright, “Thank you!”
Jason smiles at you, watching his youngest brother and your
son debate which is better, grilled cheese or chicken nuggets. “He’s a cute
kid”
“Thanks”
“He’s pretty damn smart too. He was telling me about his
math and reading when you were talking to Tim and Bruce about work.”
Your eyes soften when they fall on your boy, “He’s always
been smart and he soaks up new information like a sponge. He likes to watch
animal documentaries instead of cartoons, and one of my neighbors is teaching
him a little bit of Italian.”
“Even smarter than I thought” Jason’s eyes meet yours, “You
know you’re pretty awesome too”
“I just your dad’s secretary, Jason”
“You’ve also gotten yourself out of an abusive relationship,
and are raising a pretty awesome kid”
A blush starts creeping up your cheeks, “Thank you. You seem
to be pretty good with kids you know”
“Before Bruce adopted me I lived in Crime Alley, there were
a lot of kids on the street that needed to be looked after. I honestly think
that kids can sense that I’ve had experience, that I like to be around kids”
The chocolate milk comes for Damian and Jackson, when Damian
just tries to drink it Jackson shows him the wonder of blowing milk bubbles, “I
was surprised when he hugged you. Ever since we left his father he’s been wary
of strange men, the only man he really likes is Roy. Damian I can understand
because he’s young, but you’re huge and basically a stranger”
“Kids have pretty good instincts, especially ones who’ve
witnessed abuse”
Jackson lets out another shrieking giggle, this time at Dick
and Tim fighting over the last French fry, “You guys are just really good with
him” Dick starts whining when he realizes that Jackson stole the fry among all
the fighting. Bruce calls the waitress over and orders another three servings
of fries.
“So, I know that we only just met, but I was wondering if
you’d like to go out with me sometime? Like on a date?”
“Yes!” Both you and Jason look at Jackson in surprise, “Say
yes, mommy!”
“You want me to go on a date with Jason?”
Damian snorts, “tt – you would be an acceptable partner for
Todd, much better than any other woman he has brought around. The child is also
acceptable, I quite enjoy his company”
“Glad we have your approval, Demon Brat, but it’s up to Y/N
whether or not she wants to go out with me”
Giving Jason a shy smile you nod, “I think I’d really like
to go out with you, Jason. I mean Roy had some pretty good things to say about
you, and if you’re his best friend than I guess you must be a pretty good guy”
Jason’s grin is blinding, and Jackson cheers, “Yay, mommy!”
–
Jason’s out patrolling, making one last round before heading
in for the night. He hasn’t been able to stop smiling since Y/N said yes to a
date, but that smile is quickly wiped off his face when a red arrow hits his
helmet.
“Hood!”
Jason yanks off the helmet, looking up in shock at his best
friend, “What the fuck, Roy?! Did you just shoot an arrow at me?!”
“That was a warning shot. You hurt my baby cousin or her boy
and the next time I shoot, you won’t be wearing the helmet. Understand?”
“Yeah – Yeah I understand”
Slowly Roy unnotched his arrow, sliding it back into his
quiver, “Good. Jay, I love you like a brother, but I’m serious, you hurt either
of them and I’ll kill you”
I had a request for the reader dressed up as the boys and how they would react, so here you go! Happy Halloween everyone!!
– A
Dick:
Dick dresses in one of
Batman’s original costumes, one that isn’t weighed down with Kevlar.
You and Alfred worked
for months to make you an accurate replica of his Nightwing costume.
But unlike his costume
your zipper is in the front, and it’s pulled down just enough to show some sexy
cleavage
Dick almost starts
drooling when he sees you
And throughout the night
he’s constantly trying to pull the zipper down even more
Several people
compliment you on your costume
After you’ve gone to
several of your friend’s parties you finally head home and let Dick unzip the
rest of your costume.
Jason:
You decide to go super
sexy for your version of Jason’s costume.
A pair of short black
shorts, knee high black boots, his gun holsters and leather jacket with a
simple ripped-up Red Hood t-shirt are what you decide to wear.
Jason gets this stupid
sappy grin when he sees that you dressed up as him.
Of course Jason goes as
a zombie, in reality he just wears his normal cloths because “Well, I did come
back from the dead, Y/N”
All through the night
Jason’s hand stays on the gap between your boots and your shorts.
“I didn’t realize how
sexy you’d look in my gun holsters baby”
“Well maybe later I’ll
wear just the holsters and the jacket. How’d you like that?”
Jason’s quick to say his
goodbyes and usher you home after that
Tim:
You know for Tim that
accuracy will be the best way to make him happy.
So, you walk out of your
room wearing an exact replica of his Red Robin costume
Tim’s stunned with it.
He makes a circle around
you, noting the various pockets, the straps, you even have your own Bo-staff
Tim’s kinda in shock at
how good you look in his suit
You’re probably the only
person that he doesn’t mind wearing his uniform
And of course he loves
undoing every buckle and every strap at the end of the night
Damian:
When you find out that
Damian’s dressing as Batman for Halloween you have to dress as Robin
Alfred helps you make a
bigger version of Damian’s original Robin uniform, complete with the knee high
green boots and hooded cape
You even try to practice
Damian’s signature scowl
When Damian first sees
you in costume, complete with the scowl, he bursts out laughing
“That is not what my
face looks like. My scowl is means to terrify criminals, yours looks like you
have smelt something horrible”
Damian constantly calls
you his Robin
Even after Halloween the
nickname sticks and now ‘Beloved’ is interchangeable with ‘My Robin’
“Hot stuff, I think you’re being a little over-dramatic,” You stink eyed your boyfriend, having to plug your nose because he decided he wanted to use the Lysol as air freshener. Jason halted, setting the can down before walking over to you.
“Now, you sound stuffy, it’s getting worse.”
Groaning, you mustered enough strength to smack him in the shoulder. “I’m not, I was plugging my nose because you decided you wanted to paint the walls with the Lysol, you ninny!”
The big man ignored your dramatics. “Speaking of hot stuff, how’s the fever?” He tried placing a hand on your forehead, only for you to bat it away weakly.
“Jason, I’ll wring your neck if you don’t stop.”
“Y/N, don’t try to seduce me, you’re sick.”
“Huh, what?” You shook your head in confusion, brows furrowing as the action worsened your headache.
“No, it’s just a little cold.”
“Which wouldn’t have happened if you and the bird brains weren’t out playing in the snow yesterday without proper gear.“
“Yeah, yeah. Semantics.” You snuggled further into the blankets, Jason’s scent clung to it which had you letting out apleased rumble, followed by a bout of hacking coughs. making grabby hands for the little garbage can, he handed it to you before he stood up.
“You need more medicine, so I’m going to get you something to eat. What do you want that won’t end with you bringing it up?”
“Could I have some fruit?”
“Sure, sweetness.”
“Wait!” You called before he could leave and he turned to you, a questioning look on his face.
“Yeah?”
“Could you cut them into little cubes?”
“Of course.” Jason made to leave again, just stepped through the threshold of the bedroom door before he heard you calling for him once more.
“Yes?” His thick brows rose as he observed your sheepish look.
“Do you think you could get me some warm socks?”
“Uh,” His head tilted to the side, several locks of dark hair falling in his face. “I don’t see why not.“
You tried to thank him just as an onslaught of sneezes attacked you. Frowning a bit, Jason waved your ‘thanks’ off.
“No need to thank me, kid. You just rest up.”
Blowing your nose and then throwing the soiled tissue away, you replied, “Stop calling me kid, and will you hold me when you get back, I’m cold?”
“Gross, no. Icky Vicky.” He scoffed playfully before leaving to fulfill his sick significant other’s wishes.
☪☪☪
After feeding you the fruit and then bribing you to take your medicine, he had drawn you a bath and was sitting in a chair beside you as you laid in the tub, the heat of the water leaving a welcomed warmth on your skin.
“Are you coming in?” You asked, though you didn’t look over at him, opting to sink deeper in the scented water.
“No, kiddo.” Jason’s voice was genuinely apologetic; You naked, wet and covered in bubbles is one of his favorite sites, but he can’t risk catching anything. “Once again, you’re sick.
Stop trying to seduce me.”
“Normally, I never have to try too hard. One look and you would have been putty in my hands.” Smirking, you finally looked to him, catching his amused look.
“Oh?” He crossed his arms, deciding to humor you.
Shrugging, you began scrubbing your skin with a rag. “Yeah, this is kind of off putting.” You joked.
“When you’re all better, I’ll submit to you all you want.”
Your response was a wolfish grin. “Promise?”
“Yes, horndog.” He rolled his eyes as he settled back against the chair. “Hurry up and finish so you can rest.”
“Yes, Mister Red Hood, sir.” You gave him a mock salute, savoring the water’s heat as it slightly quelled your aching joints. Bruce had gotten one of those baths that lets you keep the bathwater warm for however long you need it to be.
☪☪☪
Back in bed, you’re trying to absorb Jason’s body heat as you’re currently freezing. The fruits made a reappearance and then you broke out into a cold sweat. Craving the feeling of your boyfriend’s skin and warmth, you wanted him close and he was ready to refuse until you gave him a sharp glare, a high pitched whine and then threatened to call Alfred. Blissfully pressed up against you, Jason was leaving lazy kisses on your face as his hand massaged your lower back.
“Thanks for taking care of me, Jason.” You hummed in gratitude, placing a sleepy kiss on his chin.
“In sickness and in health, remember?”
“I still think you would have looked great in a nurse’s outfit.”
Your boyfriend, being the charming gentleman that he is, pushed you off the bed.
“A person’s weight as they lie on top of you.” – 38
These are some GOOD ones, tash!!
_
Jason hummed, softly. His whole body felt like it had been blown up, beaten half to death, dumped in some acid, then beaten to shit all over again. Well, he always felt that way. The beaten to shit part was just tonight’s bonus.
He’d returned at dawn. That was normal for him, yeah, as Jason’s patrols always started at eight and ended at four in the mourning. He knew that they were Bruce’s patrols too—that schedule had been ingrained in his head since he was a kid, and he hated it. But he still kept too it, for some god-forsaken reason.
Of course, the night was too grueling. So he stripped off as much as he could, hit the floor of the living room and sat there for a couple minutes while the sun rose. He wasn’t exactly sure when you joined him or where you came from, but suddenly hands were skimming across his face and arms, kisses laid against the scars on his bare chest.
“Hello, Jason,” you murmured. A pair of lips found their way to his ear. “Rough night?”
Jason sighed through his nose, face fixing. “More like rough year.”
“Oh, baby,” you cooed. As gently as you could, you leant into his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist and nuzzling into his shoulder. “Come here, I’ll fix it. Promise.”
The warm weight of another person on Jason’s chest was as healing as the sun, painting its rays across your face in a way that made Jason sigh. He shut his eyes and sunk into the warmth after a night of freezing breeze. The sun melted on top of them, tucking them in to the lullaby of their own breathing.
“Love you,” Jason whispered, barely loud enough to hear.
Your eyes fluttered shut, a smug smile gracing your face. “I know.”
Continuation: 103. “I don’t know anyone else who can make me feel this way.” 10. “I’m right here, okay?” and final one 40. “Do you promise?” Okay, that’s it for my request. I made it an even ten. Don’t let me add more. Thank you again, you wonderful, amazing, talented person and writer! ❤❤
A/N: *claps hands togther* Yessssss. Yes you can. Thanks so much for all the compliments–you’re awesome!
Pairings: Jason Todd x Reader
Warnings: None ^^
Worth It
If there’s one thing you had to say about being in a relationship with the Red Hood, it’d be that it’s never boring. His best friend is great, his partners are a joy to be around, and his brothers–all of them–are the best, not to mention Alfred the Great. Something is always going on, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Why would you pass up this life?
You smile when you enter the safehouse Jason chose this time and see Roy passed out on the couch with a gaming controller in his hand. Roy Harper is a complicated man. He acts childish a large percentage of the time, but he’s actually one of the more mature people you’ve met. He’s the type to keep certain things–personal things–to himself.
The Archer is a softie, and you love him for it.
Putting the keys away, you shut the door, heading to the bedroom to find the man you ultimately love with everything you have. Walking into the room, you see Jason fast asleep on the covers, his face looking so peaceful as the troubles of the waking world pass him by in his rest. You smile, heading to take a shower before getting dressed and crawling into bed next to him.
As you get comfortable he stirs, cracking an eye open.
Noticing, you whisper an apology. “Sorry Jay. Just me.”
He hums, lifting an arm to pull you closer, and kisses your forehead gently. “Hey Doll,” he murmurs sleepily. “Missed you.”
Snuggling closer, you respond. “I missed you too.”
The two of you doze off afterward–you’d both had long days–but the peaceful slumber doesn’t last long.
You’re forced into awareness when Jason jolts off the bed, wide awake and breath coming fast. His body makes a low thump when it hits the ground and helps nudge you awake.
Concerned, you sit up and crawl over to the side of the bed Jason had fallen from. “Jay?” You see his silhouette sitting up and hugging his knees to his chest on the floor when he doesn’t respond. “Jason? Babe?”
When you slide off the bed, and as your eyes adjust to the darkness, you notice he’s trembling. Pair that with the soft green glow from his eyes, you know exactly what he dreamed.
“Jason,” you call softly. Those beautiful green eyes search for yours and you know he’s paying attention. “It’s okay, Jay, you’re okay. It’s just a memory–I’m right here. Me, [F/n], not him. You’re safe.”
Jason’s eyes close and he takes deep breaths, signaling as he tries to calm himself. You pull him into a hug that he’s quick to return as his hands clutch at your back. He’s still shaking, but it’s marginally better than before.
When he starts talking it catches you by surprise. Jason doesn’t usually talk whenever this happens.
“[F/n]–please stay with me,” he whispers. Jason’s voice is so desperate and imploring that the sound grips your heart and squeezes. “You’re everything to me.”
You don’t think you’ve ever responded quicker. “I’m right here, okay? I’m not going anywhere.”
He holds you tighter–pulls you closer and buries his face into the crook of your neck. “Do you promise?”
It’s a childish question, but that doesn’t make it any less significant. “Jason. Even if we don’t end up working out as boyfriend and girlfriend I’ll always be here for you. I promise.” Your tone is absolute. You’d meant every word.
Even if the relationship doesn’t work out, you and Jason will always have the type of bond that can’t be broken. You’ll never abandon him and you know he’ll never abandon you. That’s just how you two are.
You stay in each other’s arms for a little while before Jason calms enough to try and go back to sleep. This time he hugs you as close as he can, with both arms as he starts to drift off again.
The next morning, as you’re cooking breakfast and chatting with a well-rested and perked-up Roy, Jason walks into the kitchen ad hugs you from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.
Roy rolls his eyes, grinning. “Get a room you two,” he comments.
Jason snorts. “You and Kori were way worse, Roy, so I don’t wanna hear it from you.”
You snicker at Roy’s indignant noise. Turning your head to look at Jason you kiss his cheek. “Morning Hood.”
He catches your lips in his own, smiling into the kiss. “Morning doll.”
“How much longer ‘til the food’s done,” Roy pipes up.
Chuckling, you lean back to look at him around Jason. “Fifteen.”
The redhead grins. “Sweet. I’m willing to wait for it.”
“Freeloader.”
“A proud one.”
Jason chuckles, shifting his hold on you.
A few minutes pass with him and Roy bantering before he murmurs, “Thank you, [F/n].”
You glance at him. “For what?”
Turning you to face him fully, Jason looks into your [E/C] eyes seriously. “You’ve shown me what love can feel like.”
Snorting, you answer, “I told you not to fall in love with me.”
Roy clears his throat. “Too late!” he cheekily states.
Ignoring him, Jason continues, “I’m serious [F/n]. I don’t know anybody else who can make me feel this way.”
You raise a brow, putting a hand on you hip. “I’d hope not.”
Jason cracks a grin at your words. “I just want to let you know that I think you’re beautiful.”
“Thanks, Jay. You’re pretty feminine if I do say so myself.” Jason rolls his eyes and Roy starts cracking up. You smile. “Just teasing, babe. I love you too.”
Jason smiles. “I know. Can I kiss you?”
“Like you have to ask,” you reply before pulling Jason closer and pressing your lips to his.
Roy makes gagging noises to which you and Jason flip him off for in synch.
You break the kiss with a gasp when your nose decides to update you on the food’s status.
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