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Red Jam Cookies
So this is the first time I've drawn kissing, of anyone, of any kind, so I went with my OTP-Jason Todd/Tim Drake, or as I like to call it, Red Jam(or just Jam). Red Jam is the best pairing name I've found for them, and I came up with it myself(yes, I'm so modest, aren't I?). First two letters of Jason's name, last/middle letter of Tim's, and the shared first word of both their vigilante names. Simple, yes?
I confess, I drew this with a reference pic, changing someĀ things(hair, obviously, and Jay's nose-I imagine it was brokenĀ sometime in his long vigilante career, and his time on the streets, so it's kind of crooked, with a lump-ish-thing near the bridge. And I guess I should give you guys the scene I came up with, to go with it, yeah?
Jason was back, back with him, back in his arms, his life, back where he belonged after so long, minutes, hours, days, weeks, years, decades apart, nothing but the sound of his own thoughts and painpainpain, whereishegivehimback! Tim knew it has only been a few weeks since Jason was captured, but each second was an agony unlike anything he'd experienced before, aĀ constantĀ mantra of whereishe and givehimback and tellmewhereheis and Iwon'tlosehim, won'tloseanyoneelsenothim, nowaitcomebackdon'tleaveme! I'msorry!
And now Jason was here, and they were together and the extremely tight hug they were engaged in was probably not doing anything good for Jason's cracked ribs, but there would be time, now that he's back, to worry about getting blood out of uniforms and getting him to stay in bed to heal, and re-hydrating him, because Tim could not even think about letting go, not anytime soon. And Jay drew him into their first kiss since he stormed out of their apartment into the storm and didn't come back, and it was tired and hungry and filled with pain and fear and I'msorry, soamI, don'tleaveagain, I'lltry, Iloveyou, nogushystuffTim!, all the things they would never say out loud, and didn't need to, anyways. And when they parted after what felt like eternity, all Tim could say was-
"Don't kiss me again until you've shaved, and I'm not going near that mouth again until you've brushed your teeth!"
(and this is the link to the picture I used-it was just really cute, and I couldn't resist, soo...)