#arkhamknight

You woke up groggy, disoriented, and immediately unsettled by the smell of gunpowder and leather. That wasn’t your lavender shampoo. And your arms too heavy, too long, too scarred.

You sat up fast, heart pounding.

Across the room, your body stumbled out of bed with a groan. “Ugh, why do my legs feel short? Wait—”

The two of you locked eyes.

“WHAT THE HELL—” you both screamed in perfect unison, your voice echoing out of Jason’s throat, his voice tearing out of yours.

Jason (wearing your body) threw his hands up. “Okay, this is not funny. What the fuck is happening? Why am I you?!”

You slapped a hand over your? No Jason’s—face, groaning. “Oh my god, no no no. This is so wrong. Switch back. SWITCH BACK!”

Jason jabbed a finger at you. “Don’t yell at me with my voice. It’s creepy.”

You glared. “Don’t make fun of my voice when you sound like me! I don’t sound like that, do I?”

Jason smirked wearing your face. “Nah, babe. You’re cuter. But I’m still keeping this body. Look at these lashes! They’re wasted on you.”

You launched yourself at him with a pillow. Unfortunately, with Jason’s superhuman strength, the pillow smacked way harder than you intended. He stumbled, tripped over your blanket, and yelped, “HEY—these legs aren’t built for combat!”

Breakfast was hell.

Jason (in your body) sat at the table dramatically holding a mug of coffee. “Why does this taste stronger? Do you drink battery acid?”

(I’m sorry I hate coffee😭 so a lil self indulgent)

You (in Jason’s body) crushed a spoon in your cereal bowl without realizing. “OH COME ON. That was my favorite spoon.”

Jason grinned smugly, waving dainty fingers. “Takes skill to use these delicate hands. You wouldn’t understand.”

By noon, the batfam had noticed.

Dick squinted at you. “Okay, why is Jason… smiling like that? And why are you scowling like him?”

Tim blinked between the two of you. “…did you guys swap bodies or something?”

You and Jason froze.

“NO.” you both said way too quickly.

Damian raised an eyebrow. “Pathetic. Even in different bodies, you’re both equally insufferable.”

Jason (still in your body) gasped in mock offense. “Don’t talk to your sister in-law like that.”

“I AM NOT—” you started, then stopped when you realized he was grinning just to get a rise out of you.

You wanted to throttle him. But throttling him meant throttling your own body.

Patrol Disaster

You tried to push through the night like normal, but it was… chaotic.

Jason (in your body) tried to grapple-swing but kept slamming too low into fire escapes. “These arms weren’t BUILT for this. Why are you so clumsy?!”

You (in his body) sneezed just sneezed and nearly blew the roof tile off a building. “This body is a walking weapon! How do you function without breaking EVERYTHING?!”

Back at home, the two of you collapsed on the couch, exhausted.

Jason rubbed your temples (with your own hands, which was weird). “Okay. I’ll admit it. You make this look easier than it is.”

You groaned. “And you’re not allowed to ever call me overdramatic again. Your body feels like a tank. My neck hurts just EXISTING in it.”

Silence.

Then Jason smirked. “…soooo… wanna make out? Just to see what it’s like?”

You threw a cushion at him. “THAT’S MY BODY, TODD.”

The Switch Back

By midnight, you both slumped on the bed, annoyed, bruised, and whiny.

Jason (in your body) sighed, fiddling with your hair. “You know… I didn’t hate it. Got to see how hard you work. How much shit you push through with a smile. I don’t give you enough credit.”

You blinked, heat rising in your chest. “…thanks. You’re still a pain in the ass, though.” He chuckled.

Right then, a jolt ran through you bright, dizzying. You blinked and—just like that—you were back in your own skin. Your hands, your hair, your voice.

You stared down at yourself in relief. “Oh thank god—”

Jason immediately grabbed you and pulled you close. “Never again. I like you in your body, and me in mine.”

You smirked, teasing, “So you do like me for more than my lashes?”

He kissed your forehead. “Yeah. I like you for all of it.”

You grinned,“Even if I sneeze loud enough to break a building?”

He laughed into your hair. “Especially then.”

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Ooook so that was that… yeah if it’s a flop. Idc it’s my first fic whatever.