Request: Can you do a Jason Todd x reader where the reader has amnesia and forgets about Jason (happy ending please!) + 19. “I thought you were dead!” With Jason Todd please?
A/N: Idk what I’m doing tbh. And I changed the request a lil bit, also I’ve been stressin about school so sorry if this sucks. Idk if this medical stuff is accurate or not, so….
Warnings: Idk but (Y/F/P) is (Your Favorite place) (Y/N/N) is (Your Nickname)
“Scuse me Miss! Can I get a pint or not!” You glared at the scruffy old man yelling at you. Before you could get a word out, a young man approached the older one.
“ I don’t know if you can see dumbass but the bartender is clearly busy and will get you your ‘pint’ when they get a chance. I think they deserve an apology.” The old man muttered an apology which you accepted with a slam of his beer on the counter in front of him. You looked at the young man who stood up for you.
“Thanks for that,” You studied the male in front of you. He looked to be about the same age as you, and he had a streak of white within his raven colored hair.
“Its no big deal, (Y/N). It’s what I’m here for.” He winked as he leaned against the bar.
“How do you know my name? I never told you my name.” You backed up slightly.
“What do you mean? (Y/N) its me. You know, Jason, your best friend???? We’ve know each other for years??” He grabbed your hand, pulling you back towards him.
“I um, don’t remember my childhood. The doctors said a traumatic event caused my brain to forget everything about that time so I have no memories before the age 18, so, I don’t know who you are and I’d appreciate it if let go of my hand.” Jason let go of your hand as he stood up from his seat.
“Out of all the possible outcomes, it HAD to be this one. The worst I was expecting was, “Oh Jason! I thought you were dead!” Then you would slap me for dying and we’d go grab something to eat at (Y/F/P) and talk about all the shit I missed. I must be fucking cursed or something.” Something about the way he spoke made him seem so familiar, like a memory was trying to resurface.
“Keep talking, I think you talking is helping me remember,” You walked around the bar, now standing face to face with the man in question.
“Well, you and I were really close. I remember this one time you beat me up cause I was doing something stupid so you slapped the sense back into me. You gave me the idea to steal the wheels off the batmobile, that was fun. You’ve been there for me through thick and thin, and I love you (Y/N/N).” That name, (Y/N/N), It sent you into a flashback, actually it sent you into multiple flashbacks to times when you were both kids. You remember him becoming Robin, and him dying- the traumatic event that must have occurred in your childhood.
You pulled Jason into a bone crushing hug. “I love you too you idiot. But if you ever scare me like that again, I’ll resurrect you them kill you myself.”
Jason started smiling like a goofball, “Ahh that’s the (Y/N/N) I remember.”