&&. daddy's busy

Jason snorted and ran his fingers through his hair, attempting to smooth down the right side that was crinkled from sleep. ❝  You know it,  ❞ he grinned and sat up straighter, leaning back against the headboard. ❝  I think I’d die without your glowing morning aura,  ❞ Jason drawled, covering his mouth as a yawn slipped past his lips. He smacked his lips together and rubbed his hands over his face. Normally he slept in until at least ten after a 24-hour patrol, but he came back from the grave a light sleeper. A good thing, Jason supposed, in their line of work.  ❝  So have you picked up jogging or are you finally making me breakfast in bed?  ❞

❝  What happens in the warehouse, stays in the warehouse -- that’s the law of the land, toots.  ❞ 

❝  Hey, easy, easy! My bike is just the right amount of shitty, and she has feelings too, ya know.  ❞ 

❝  Last time I checked, you ain’t my momma, Kori,  ❞ Jason grinned through his grimace and pressed down on the back of his hand with his nails until little crescent-shaped indentations appeared on his skin. He hadn’t been sleeping much lately -- led to some nasty migraines.    ❝  That means hands to yourself,  ❞ Jason swatted at her hands gently and leaned forward, rubbing circles on his temples with the pads of his thumbs. 

Jason dipped his chin and glanced unabashedly at the mighty Nightwing’s crotch, lips curling into a smirk as he trailed he gaze back to Dick’s face. He didn’t even mind Wonder Boy wasting a perfectly good cigarette when he had the change to make him squirm.  ❝  So, how do you avoid panty lines, Goldie?  ❞ A lazy grin slipped onto Jason’s lips as he placed his hands behind his head, ❝  G-string? Or commando?  ❞ He paused and stiffened, clenching his jaw for a moment. There was nothing like Timothy Drake to sour his mood. Well, perhaps there were two people that were slightly higher on his souring list. ❝  It would actually. It would actually physically pain me to give Robin a chance. In fact, I might kill over -- again.  ❞

Jason stiffened and rubbed the back of his neck, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth. Sometimes he forgot the some of his current life bled into his past life. He liked to keep the two of them seperated in his head, carefully compartmentalized in separate boxes. It was easier to be Red Hood that way, necessary sometimes. ❝  Didn’t realize you went to the first one,  ❞ he said in a tight voice, straightening up as his lips fell back into his favorite stony expression. Jason snorted and glanced at Roy’s arm again, ❝  Think you mean it’s a shame it didn’t hit an inch higher; woulda rid the world of that monstrosity.  ❞ He gently touched Roy’s tattoo with his forefinger and then dropped his hand back in his lap, before he let himself linger just a little too long. Before he let himself show he cared just a little too much. Jason rolled his eyes and ground his teeth together, tapping his foot against the ground so he didn’t get up and start pacing. ❝  Is that s’posed to make me feel better? That you’d get in front of another bullet for me?  ❞ He scoffed and stared at the ceiling for a moment, clenching his jaw until it ached. ❝  Don’t you ever get in front of gun for me again,  ❞ Jason said in a low voice, voice thick with emotions he couldn’t suppress -- no matter how much he wanted to. 

I have one reply to do, and I belieb I have four more starters to write up, but I’m gonna pass out before I pass out. If you want, you can like this while I’m sleeping and maybe you’ll wake up with a *gasp* a starter. 

Jason rolled his eyes, albeit with a slight fondness, as he mumbled, ❝ You can’t feel a person’s headache by touching their head, Kori. ❞ He paused and glanced up at her, wrinkling his nose slightly, ❝ Or can you? ❞

❝Off to deal drugs this early on a Saturday morning? ❞ Jason clicked his tongue against the back of his teeth, ❝ Is that any way for a young lady to behave? ❞ 

❝ You came all the way down here to talk about my pubes? ❞

Jason crouched down beside her, his helmet hiding the telltale smirk twisted across his lips, ❝ I gotta ask, considering our current proximity an’ all, should I be up-to-date on my rabies shots? I know how you Bats are. ❞

❝ Don’t get your panties in a wad, Goldie, ❞ Jason tipped his head back against the wall and smirked around the cigarette in his mouth. ❝ I didn’t actually use him for target practice. ❞ 

I have risen from the ashes of finals *insert Mushu gif* I LIVE. I have no doubt that I’ve lost replies over the last couple weeks, and since I’mma lazy sonuvabitch, I’m just posting a new starter call for all of you that managed to find me in the midst of my isolation.