Redecorating (Jason Todd x Reader)
Request from: @introvert-wallflower
Prompts: “Well obviously nothing is going on here!” and “By the look you’re giving me something is going on here!”
A/N: My computer started acting up and I was starting to get really worried I was gonna lose everything and not be able to post this, lol. Sorry for the wait, I hope it’s worth it :)
You’re opening the door to your shared apartment with Jason when you hear the sounds of scrambling, things being knocked over, and just the sounds of a struggle in general. When you rush to the room all the noise was coming from, your eyes practically bulge out at the sight in front of you.
There’s blood drops here and there, the furniture is all skewed, and then there’s Jason who’s panting while leaning his entire body against the closet door, as though it’s the only thing keeping him standing. He smiles at you as though nothing’s out of the ordinary.
“Hey, babe!” He wheezes out between breaths. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here so soon.”
“Jason, what the fuck?” You say, staring at the bruises that are beginning to form on his face and arms. “What happened?”
He scoffs, “Pfft, what are you talking about? Nothing happened.”
“What’s all this then?”
“Don’t you dare get smart with me, Jason Peter Todd. Why is it all scattered like this?”
He laughs, and seems to regret it if the wince and him raising an arm to his side is anything to go by. “I thought the place could use a little redecorating!”
“With your blood?” You fold your arms, growing tired of your boyfriend’s antics.
“It gives more personality, don’t you think?”
“Damn it, Jason! What is going on here?!”
“Well obviously nothing is going on here!”
You march up to him glaring at him dead in the eyes. You feel a tiny sense of satisfaction when his confidence falters and his guilty eyes do their best to look anywhere but at you. “By the look you’re giving me something is going on here!”
He opens his mouth to retort, but before he’s able to speak up, the door behind him shoves him forward a little, though he’s very quick to shove back and all of his desperate attempts to keep you from finding out whatever was happening die right then and there.
“Jason who’s in the closet?” You ask, concern in your tone.
“Then you wouldn’t mind if I took a look,” You say, grabbing at him in order to move him aside, but of course he stands his ground.
“It’s just the Boogey Monster, he’ll leave when the sun rises!” He grits out.
“I’m not sure that’s how the Boogey Monster works, Jay!”
“It’s a wild animal, then!”
There’s muffled screaming behind the door and you’re becoming just as frantic to open the door as Jason is on keeping it closed. Finally, you full on body slam into Jason, causing both of you to tumble to the floor, and as the door flies open you feel something land on your legs. When you look to see what it is, you take a deep breath in.
“Jason. Why is your friend tied up and beaten up? And why does he have sock shoved in his mouth?” You ask as calmly as you can.
He remains silent for a moment before muttering: “He started it.”
“Oh my god, what has my life come to?”
“Hey, at least I was being honest about the wild animal part!” That statement earns Jason a kick from Roy, and an extension to this headache for you.
“Why are you guys like this?”