Shy!Jason Todd Headcanons 𐙚
shy!jason who’s looks can be deceiving. he usually looks somewhat scary, like a cliché from some dark romance book, leather jacket, his hairy messy, scars across his face and peeking out beneath his sleeves, when hiding underneath is a shy, empathetic and sensitive soul.
shy!jason who noticed you at your place of work, a small bookshop near his apartment, months before ever talking to you. the first time the two of you talked, you came up to him as you saw him behind a shelf, softly tapping his shoulder and watching him turn around, eyes wide and startled as the blood rushed to his cheeks at your presence.
shy!jason who was actually hiding behind the shelf before you came up to him, after seeing you smiling at a customer, leaving him short of breath and his brain scrambled.
shy!jason who comes back at least once a week after you introduced yourself and recommended him some books you thought he’d like. what you didn’t know is that he’d already read most of them and just bought them a second time because he couldn’t tell you no.
shy!jason who walks out disappointed in himself every time after talking to you without asking for your number. he’s been so close to just saying the words a thousand times but he just can’t bring himself to say them out loud when he’s face to face with you.
shy!jason who starts staying until you close the shop on your shift and offers to walk you home one night. this becomes a habit. sometimes he’s there during the last hour of you, sometimes he’s held up with red hood stuff (which you don’t know about), so he comes just as you’re locking the door behind you.
shy!jason who’s face flushes so bad when you compliment him. it could be something as simple as praising his taste in books or telling him the color of his shirt is nice.
shy!jason who is walking you home one night when you’re corned by some low-life thugs demanding your personal belongings and holding you at knife point. and suddenly he isn’t so shy anymore. he pulls you behind him, buffing his chest as he barks at the thugs to get lost. you don’t see everything, your view blocked by his broad shoulders, but from one second to the next they’re running for their life.
shy!jason who turns back to a blushing mess when you thank him for defending you. he just nods, avoiding your gaze shamefully as he continues to walk you home. he was scared you would see him in a different light after showing off his rough side. in reality, you’re thinking that the cute, shy guy who always visit your shop just stood up for you, making him even hotter.
shy!jason who’s eyes widen when you ask him on a date that night, finally giving him your number. he can feel his neck heat up as you take his phone and type in your number, your hand brushing his calloused one as you hand it back to him.
shy!jason who goes home that night absolutely delighted, finally getting your number. he can’t believe you just asked him on a date. lying in his bed, he debates wether to text you immediately or if it’s too soon. what would he even say? he died want to come off as needy or too eager, but he also doesn’t want to seem like an asshole. in the end, he decided on a simple goodnight and see you tomorrow.
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