It Had To Be You -- Jason Todd x Reader, Platonic!Roy Harper x Reader
I’ve been dying to actually sit down and write a soulmate story for a while now. There’s so many to choose from, it gets kind of hard to try and come up with your own spin on how soulmates find each other. I read one that I really liked while browsing on good ol’ Tumblr the other day, so here it is!
For this soulmate AU thing, every person is born with the words their soulmate will say to them when they realize they’re soulmates. It’s not the first thing they say to each other, but the first thing they say to clue one of them into the fact that they’re soulmates. I hope that makes sense!
Request can be found here.
WARNING! Name calling and other forms of dislike ahead. And it’s kind of angsty?
Word Count: 1328
For the umpteenth time in your life, you wondered what kind of asshole you were destined to spend the rest of your life with. Some would say it was foolish to believe your soulmate was going to be a jerk, but the words printed in cursive on your arm were more than enough proof to prove your case.
That is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.
Seriously, what kind of person would say that to their soulmate? An asshole, that’s who. And that asshole was the person you were destined to spend the rest of your life with.
You pushed those depressing thoughts from your mind and refocused on getting ready for tonight. Your best friend, Roy Harper, finally had some free time and you two were going to have that best friend night you’d been planning for months. It wasn’t a date, you cringed at the very thought of dating the redhead. You two had known each other for so long, it was weird to think of him in any other capacity besides a best friend or brother figure. Besides, his soulmate would kick your ass from here to China just for thinking that this evening was a date.
The ringtone you’d set for Roy began to fill the air. You hurriedly stumbled into the living room where you had left your phone to answer the call. Once the device was in your hand, you swiped a finger across the screen and placed the cell phone to your ear.
“Hey Arrow Boy, what’s up?”
The voice on the other side groaned in annoyance. “Why do you insist on calling me that? I’m not even Oliver’s sidekick anymore.”
“Do you use a bow and arrows? Are you male?”
“Yes to both.”
“Then there’s your answer!” You chirped happily.
Again, an annoyed groan filled your ear in response to your words. “You have to be the single most annoying person in the world (Y/N).”
“Flattery will get you nowhere with me. Besides,” you said with a rueful smile, “I’m spoken for.”
“God bless the one stuck with you for the rest of their lives.”
You half-heartedly rolled your (E/C) eyes at his statement. The two of you’d had this conversation so many times it didn’t bother you anymore. You were well aware of the fact that you were a difficult person to get along with, hence the reason you had very few close friends.
“Anyway, I didn’t call for you to tease me. I just wanted to let you know that Jason will be joining us for tonight.”
You made a face at the name. “That skunk head? Why would you invite him to our best fiends’ night? He’s not my best friend!”
“But he is one of mine and it’s important to me that my two best friends get along.”
You scowled into the receiver.
Jason Todd and you had never gotten along. He was a complete and utter jerk with too many issues for your taste. It was no wonder he hadn’t found his soulmate yet. The person doomed to be his should be counting their blessings that they hadn’t found him yet. Any time you didn’t have to be around the former Boy Wonder was a good day in your book.
“(Y/N)? You still there?”
A heavy sigh escaped your lips. You reached up and ran a hand through your (H/C) hair as you spoke. “Yeah, I’m still here. The psychopath can come, but only if he’s on his best behavior!”
“I’m not a psychopath!” You heard someone shout in the background. A small, satisfied smirk graced your face in response.
“You be nice too. We’ll see you at the restaurant.”
Twenty minutes later and you found yourself sitting across from the skunk head himself at yours and Roy’s favorite restaurant. Since there were three of you, you weren’t set at your usual table. The little two toppers wouldn’t have had enough room to accommodate Jason’s unwelcome presence, so you were over in a corner at a booth. The server had already come by and taken your drink order before the two men had arrived. You’d ordered the usual for Roy and yourself. For Jason, you’d ordered a Dr. Pepper. You hated the drink with a burning passion and from what little you knew about the vigilante, so did Jason.
He was still glaring at you for that little “slip up” as you called it.
The tension between the two of you could have been cut with a knife. It was more than obvious neither of you wanted to be near the other. Had it not been for Roy, the two of you would’ve been at each other’s throats by now.
“Sorry for the mix up, here are all of your drinks.” The young man said as he placed the three glasses down on the table. He tucked his tray under his arm and gave a nervous smile to all of you. “Are you ready to order?”
Neither you nor Jason paid him any mind. Sighing, Roy shook his head at the other man to indicate that you would need more time. The server nodded and quickly walked away from the tension filled table.
Without breaking eye contact, you reached out and grasped your drink and took a sip. The wonderful sensation of sweet tea hitting your taste buds made a content sigh slip from your lips. Jason smirked at the small victory of being able to keep a stoic face longer than you.
“I can’t believe something as insignificant as a drink can make you crack. No wonder you never got into the hero biz.”
“Jason,” Roy warned in a low tone. “We talked about this.”
“It’s fine Roy, it’s not like I’ve ever, oh I don’t know, died doing something mundane.”
It was your turn to receive a warning. “(Y/N)…”
“No, she’s right Roy,” Jason cut in, “her life is boring and dull.”
“At least I’m not a bully.”
“At least I’m not boring.”
“Skunk head.” You growled.
“Hill billy.” Jason shot back.
“Enough!” Roy all but shouted. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Can’t we just enjoy tonight? Please, dear god I’m begging you. Just one night where there isn’t any fighting. I get enough of that in my night job.”
The two of you mumbled quick apologies to the redhead before looking at your menus. The server came back a few minutes later and took your orders. As he walked away, you took another sip from your glass of sweet tea. Jason made a disgusted face at the beverage in your glass.
“How can you drink that? It’s like a drink of pure sugar.”
“Excuse you. Sweet tea is God’s given gift to mankind!”
You had expected Jason to snap at you with a witty comeback, but you were surprised at his dumbstruck expression. His blue eyes were wide in disbelief and his mouth hung open. Realizing this, Jason shut his mouth before opening it again as if to speak then promptly shutting it again. He repeated these actions for a few moments before a scowl settled on his face.
“That is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”
You choked on your drink as his words registered in your head. Coughing to try and clear your lungs, you frantically rolled up the sleeve on your shirt to inspect your arm. Sure enough, the words that had always been there were gradually fading away.
You whipped your head up and stared at Jason.
For a moment, you could’ve sworn he had a hopeful look in his eyes. For a moment, you had forgotten that you hated this man’s guts. For a moment, you were insanely and indefinitely happy. For a moment, all that mattered was that you had found your soulmate.
Then the feeling passed.
You both scowled at the other and said in an eerily similar tone of disgust, “It had to be you.”