Drabble: JayJay, 60, 6, 48
60. âBefore you decide to murder me, let me explainâŚâ
Jason was about to kiss when the bedroomâs door was shoved open. He looked up and dropped him (gently). The other Jason (this universeâs one) was standing in the door, pointing a gun right at Jason - who slowly raised his hands showing his palms to the other to let him know he didnât have weapon.
The other Jason was obviously mad, face red from anger, but his gunholding hand wasnât trembling at all.
âBefore you decide to murder me, let me explainâŚ,â Jason said.
âMake it quick,â growled the answer the other Jason.
âIn my world, I didnât have one,â he glanced at the plush Batman. âBut I always wanted one. And I found it and couldnât help myself, I wanted to cuddle.â He went silent for a short. âI wonât tell anyone.â He shrugged. âThey wonât believe me anyway.â
Jason lowered the gun. âDonât dare to touch him ever again.â
âI wonât, I promise.â
Jason sighed and he dropped himself down beside Jason. âTim knows about him.â
6. âIs there a reason youâre naked in my bed?â
Jason felt worn and tired. All he needed was a shower and a nice, long sleep. When he arrived home, he headed straight to the bathroom. He pulled his cloths off and dropped them onto the floor in a pile. He took a long, hot shower, dried himself and feeling a little content he walked into his bedroom.
His bed wasnât empty. He put a hand on his waist and stared at the other Jason.
âMay I ask what are you doing in my bed, naked?â
âWell, this is my bed too, in a way. And I felt a little lonely so I thought I play a little with myself.â
Jason patted the spot next to himself. âCome on, it will be fun.â
The other Jason grinned and dropped himself beside the other Jason.âSo, what plans do you have?â
Jason smirked and he placed a hand on the other Jasonâs face to pull him into a kiss. His lips were soft, his kiss is hungry. Jason hummed, tongues were fighting.
âIâm always surprised how good I kiss,â Jason commented after the broke the kiss and a grinned playfully. Then they started another kiss, rough and more eager this time while they laid back on the bed.
Tim arrived home late. As he stepped into his apartment, he knew he wasnât alone. It was hard to break into his and even harder to sneak on him. He didnât turn the lights on, he didnât need them anyway and he didnât want to scare his visitor away or let him know he knew about him. The uninvited guestâs presence however was familiar to Tim, so he didnât prepare himself for a fight.
He kicked his boots and hung his jacket. He walked towards the kitchen to get himself some water to drink. Then he felt bodyheat near, and soon after embracing arms from behind. A familiar scent and form pressed to his back. He stopped and smiled.
âJason,â he whispered into the dark.
âMissed me, babybird?â Jason murmured into Timâs ear. Tim could feel the heat of the ghosting breath on his skin. He closed his eyes for a moment and smiled. For a second he thought Jason will kiss his neck - but he didnât do that.
Then the dark in front of them moved and formed a humanâs shape. It was familiar too. Timâs eyes went wide. Jason was standing in front of him, wearing a smirk. Tim turned. Jason was behind him too. His brain started to work immediately. He wasnât drugged. It wasnât an illusion. Maybe a clone? Maybe.
âSurprise, babybird,â said the other Jason.