Jason reading in the living room while you cook dinner. Jason cleaning his guns at his desk while you game at yours. Jason researching while you craft. Jason complaining about whatever Bruce said on patrol while you bake. Jason tidying the living room and organizing the bookshelves while you clean the kitchen. Just domestic life with Jason, something he never thought he would get a chance to have.
mmm domestic jason todd 🤤
Jason who insisted living with you wouldn’t change his loner personality, who didn’t expect the way his eyes snap open the moment you get up to drink some water in the middle of the night, bed too cold and empty without you.
Jason who said it would all stay the same, you’d just be like roommates. But then one day, tired from patrol and form arguing with Bruce, mistakenly uses your shampoo and body wash instead of his. It becomes a habit to do so when his day has been long, a way to feel you extra close. He gets cranky if you run out before he can use it.
Jason who defended his need for alone time and how you’d have to agree on a day of the week to do “alone activities”. But now he’s dragging you up from the couch and to the balcony with him whenever he wants a smoke, it’s fine you can take his hoodie or bring the blanket from inside, he just wants to keep listening to you talking about your day while he gets his nicotine.
Jason Todd who didn’t want to be open to the idea of domesticity, because it would imply building a home with someone, and he’d lost enough of those to risk adding a new one to the list. Jason Todd who still can’t avoid falling into that familiar rhythm with you —who finds himself tidying things by your logic instead of his, folding your shirts along his pants and looking your favourite snacks first on his quick grocery run— and who finally admits that the connection he’d never thought he’d have is exactly what he was looking for.
