DC
Jason prefers his space…you also prefer his space but thankfully he doesn’t seem to mind much
warnings: cursing, slight mention of dying
a/n: interacting is much appreciated and enjoy!
divider credit: @/cursed-carmine
“It’s creepy when you do that, you know”
Your eyes narrow through your mask, seemingly rendering yourself from out of the dark that surrounds the rooftop on Gotham nights and you stroll over to the ledge where you can see civilians walk up and down the streets below, reminding you of small ants on pavement.
“I finally found you”
“Wasn’t hiding”
“It didn’t really seem like it. Took me an hour to find your hide out” He hasn’t looked at you yet, solely focused on hovering over the ledge, eyes examining the narrow lanes from afar and you ignore Jason’s lack of interest in you.
“Doesn’t matter, I told you I wanted to be alone”
“At the risk of being slightly annoying, I thought today we could be alone together.”
You can’t help the crinkle of your nose when the wind blows and the smell of soot travels through the air. “I can see why you come here to think though, it’s quite”
“Not quite enough” you fain hurt and place your free hand over your heart.
“And here I came all this way to check up on you”
“You checked. I’m fine. Now you can go” you roll your eyes at his flat tone.
“You’re acting pretty harsh towards someone who got you a birthday present” Jason does what must have been an eye roll from under his helmet and he looks at you with his glowing white eyes.
“It’s not my birthday”
“No but…this is the same day we first met after you came back…”
“From the dead” Jason finishes what you didn’t “no need to sugar coat it.” You bring your hand from behind your back to reveal a cupcake with white frosting and a small candle stuck in the center.
“You’re joking”
“Not even a little” Jason scoffs “make a wish”
“The candles not even lit”
“I didn’t want to get candle wax on it” your eyebrows furrow and you hurriedly grab the candle out of the cupcake. “This isn’t the only reason I came here though. Bruce thought you would have stopped by yesterday, so did I.”
“Right. Because there is something special about having dinner on Sundays”
“It isn’t about the food”
“I was busy” he lies “besides, why the hell would I want to be around them when they’re all moppy? They always get like that this time of year”
“They just care, like I do”
“I don’t need a lecture from you”
Your brows draw closer together “I wasn’t lecturing just…making a remark. Though if I was going to lecture you I’d start off by saying I’d want someone there for me if I was going through shit because I’m smart enough to know when I can’t deal with it on my own”
Jason gives you another eye roll “Yeah, you’ve said that before”
“And aren’t you lucky to have me?”
“Lucky. Yeah.” Jason says sarcastically, nudging you with his arm. “Are you going to sit or just stand there?” You smile under your mask and plop down on the edge, dangling your feet over and mimicking Jason’s own position. “But you have got to stop talking”
“I can do that” you look down “it’s—” Jason holds a hand up, silently telling you to shut up “I was just going to say it’s not that bad up here”
“Please stop talking”
You groan and through the silence you can hear distant police sirens zipping down the streets below and it’s been all of five minutes before Jason hears the familiarity of your voice again.
“This is the alleyway where you met Bruce, right? Heard they’re tearing this building down”
“Yeah, they are” you nudge Jason back and offer up the cupcake and he takes it.
“Sentimental” you say
“Oh shut up. You’re one to talk ‘cupcake”
“You shut up. You own me 7 dollars for that by the way” Jason laughs and in all of one big bite the cupcake is gone
“Yeah right”
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This was inspired by that one scene with dick and jason on the rooftop in ak if you couldn’t tell.
This was a bit short, hope you enjoyed tho🙌🏽
