I didn't write this to make up a little for all the angst or anything.
WC: 311 Masterpost
Jason paced in his apartment.
His furniture was specifically arranged to allow him to walk straight from the kitchen to the bedroom door. It’s just that he thought better when being able to move.
So Jason paced.
Back and forth and back and forth.
What were his thoughts on sharing?
Back and forth.
He hadn’t even known how to answer that. Certainly no one had asked him something like that before. Who had the balls to ask Red Hood to share his lover? Danny Nightingale, apparently. It wouldn’t be sharing, of course not, they were one and the same, but Danny didn’t know that. No, Danny had really asked a crime lord if he could date their lover.
Every day Danny seemed to find a new way to flirt with death.
It was honestly exhausting.
It also didn’t help Jason figure out his thoughts on sharing.
Again, not that he would actually be sharing, but to the outside world it would look like it. Jason had to think about this realistically. Would he lose any respect over this from his people? How much added danger would it put Danny in to be dating Red Hood? How much added danger to be dating Jason Wayne?
Jason stopped in his pacing and sat down heavily on the arm of the couch. He hadn’t even considered if he wanted to date Danny, he jumped right to planning. If he wanted to date Danny was the easy part of all this, which was a shock, but Jason knew that was true.
Of course he wanted to Date Danny.
Danny was funny and sweet but also enthusiastic and feral. Danny let Jason look after him and always enjoyed the food but also sassed Red Hood and loved to spar. Danny was amazing.
But was that enough to date Danny as Jason?
Was it worth the risks?
