Relieved to be Wrong (Jason Todd x Reader)
Request from: Anonymous
Prompt: āCan you write a reader x Jason Todd where sheās bffs with dick and Jason thinks theyāre hooking up (but theyāre not) and he gets jealousā
Warnings: Swearing and anger
Jason had accepted that you were close friends with his older brother; he did. He wasnāt bothered about it when the two of you started dating, and he definitely wasnāt bothered by it now. Why should he be? You gave him plenty of attention and affection everyday, you always put him above all others- just as he put you above everyone else, and you had even moved into an apartment together. That was how things have been for the past few months, until recently.
Recently, the most time youād spend together was to give the other a hasty kiss goodbye as one of you left to work; he didnāt see anything very suspicious of this, because you both led busy work-lives-- he just so happened to work at night, while you worked during the day. On your days off, youād usually spend the whole day with him, in order to catch up, chat, and simply banter with one another. However, recently on your days off, it seemed as though you always had plans with Dick. He hadnāt even made that connection himself, until his own best friend pointed out: āTheyāve really been hanginā out a lot recently, huh?ā
Jason simply shrugged Roy off at that statement, taking it as him speaking mindlessly out of boredom while they waited for their target to arrive on schedule. Once he got home after a job well done, however, he noticed that you werenāt in bed, and thatās when his mind went back to the statement and suddenly his thoughts were sporadic.
It led him to where heās at now, pacing back and forth in an empty bedroom, with a hand up to his chin and his brows furrowed in thought. He huffs through his nose as his thoughts continue.
You had taken some rain checks with him in the past, saying that Dick was in Gotham and you didnāt want to miss the chance to say hi; to which he didnāt mind all that much because he always had more work to do and it made sense. Dick lived in BlĆ¼dhaven, so of course youād want to catch up while he visited- he had no worries because he and you had other days to spend with one another. However, none of his visits have ever been this long, and Jason was sure that by now Dick would be bothering him about how heās missed him and itās been so long.
Heād never take Dickhead to be a homewrecker though; especially not to his younger brother who he always claimed he cared about. It made no sense, and the more he continued to think about it, the more terrible the scenarios became.
He started to turn from slightly concerned with his thoughts, to completely and utterly pissed off. His steps had become more like stomps, his breathing became heavier, and his whole posture was completely rigid.
āWho the fuck does Dick think he is?!ā He suddenly yells, gripping harshly onto a nearby wardrobe with a mirror. He glances up at himself, sees the rage in his eyes, and canāt seem to convince himself that he hasnāt been betrayed.
He pulls out his phone, and speed dials your number. His anger only grows when it goes straight to voicemail, and he leaves a message of: āGod fucking dammit!ā before redialing. Multiple times.
He all but kicks the front door down by the 10th call, and rushes to his motorcycle, fully intending on finding where you and Dick are, and beating the shit out of his brother while screaming bloody murder. He also feels like crying, but like hell will he let either of you see him vulnerable.
He thinks for a second that he shouldnāt drive like this- with his emotions going absolutely haywire and his entire body trembling from either anger or despair- heās unsure, maybe itās both. He hops on anyway, and speeds away.
Heās not sure where to even head, surely you werenāt bold enough to cheat at Wayne Manor- but heās not sure where else to find his older brother if heās in Gotham. He settles for just driving wherever the road leads him, and ends up seeing you and Dick standing near a street light. His heart skips two beats, and he suddenly feels nauseous, so he does what any sane man would do. Slam the breaks on and nearly throws himself off his bike.
The action catches both yours and Dickās attention. You appear to be worried.
āDamn, I shouldāve kept track of the time,ā You say, the words causing Jasonās grip on the handlebars to become even more fierce, and his face to fall. So his thought process wasnāt wrong. āHereās your phone back, Dick.ā
You begin to head over to Jason, and his hand shoots up to stop you and he finds himself choking on the words he was planning on saying. His voice sounds about as terribly broken as he feels: āWhat the fuck?ā
You look so concerned- so innocent, and that simply angers him more. No way youāre planning on acting dumb. āJay?ā
āWhat the fuck are you doing with him?ā
āI--ā You glance back at Dick, who looks equally confused and worried, then back to Jason. āDickās back in Gotham for the month, so Iām catching up?ā
āBullshit!ā He cries, swinging his leg off and then throwing his bike over to fall to its side. You jump at his outburst, and despite all his anger he winces for startling you. He continues in a lower voice: āYāknow, ācatching upā is different from āhooking upā in my book.ā
āHooking-- I-- what?!ā You stumble over your words. āWait? Do you mean?ā You again glance back at Dick and have the gall to look both offended and grossed out. āDick and I are best friends! I mean-ā You refer to Dick, āNo offense, but ew.ā
Dick shrugs and gives a short nod in agreement, as though implying the thought was ridiculous and maybe even uncomfortable.
āOh, really?ā Jason asks. āThen why have you been spending all month with him during your free time? Why didnāt you answer your phone when I kept calling you? Why arenāt you in bed at 4 in the morning?!ā He voice cracks a little as he says: āWhyād you have to ākeep track of timeā?!ā
āJay,ā You start, your entire demeanor suddenly softening at his broken tone. āI said āI shouldāve kept track of time,ā because my phone died about two or three hours ago, and I just barely noticed the time and figured you mustāve gotten home and were probably freaking out about where I was. Which is why I asked to use Dickās phone; I was going to call you to let you know I didnāt get mugged or lying dead in some ditch.ā Jason stutters a bit as you continue: āAs for spending a lot more time together, Dickās going on an undercover mission for the next few months, and Iām not sure when Iām going to be able to chat with my bestie next.ā
He falls silent after that statement. You walk up to him, and place a gentle hand to his arm, āIām sorry, Jay. If I had known that Iād give off the wrong impression, I wouldāve gone about it differently.ā
Jason lets out a long breath, āNo, Iām sorry.ā He says, looking away with an embarrassed blush on his cheeks. āI honestly didnāt even think anything of it until Roy said something.ā
āAh, so Royās the one who made you jealous,ā You say, a teasing smirk on your face.
āI wasnāt jealous!ā Jay denies. āI was justā¦ concerned!ā
Your banter continues after you both say goodbye to Dick, all the way through the ride back home, and it even starts back up when you both wake up in the afternoon. And even though he denied anymore cuddles with your continued jabs of him being jealous, heās relieved that he was wrong. And heās relieved that you chose to take the day off to spend with him, even if you end up teasing him the whole time.
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