Can I get a Jason x Adrien; established relationship?
BAMF Bottom Adrien/Chat Noir going feral when he sees Jason, as Red Hood, hurt and he's having these dark thoughts plaguing his mind, cause the last time Jason got hurt when Adrien wasn't there, he had died. So Adrien was only seeing red when he attacked, surprisingly he didn't kill the goons but left them in critical condition. After that he left a warning in the most seductive/purring/teasing but still deadly voice about 'keeping their paws off what's his'. Then the rumor's start coming around about 'Catwoman having a sidekick?' but she defuses these claims, saying she doesn't. And now everyone is confuse/wary/terrified, about this newcomer that's strangely overprotective of the Big Bad Red Hood; the beheadings guy; the 'shoot first, ask questions never' literal CRIME LORD!!.
Okay, so I may have gotten a little carried away and went off script so if you want me to re-write it I will
Nevertheless I hope you enjoy
Word Count:772
NSFW-ish
Adrien had been lying in bed, watching Ouran Highschool Host Club for the nth time and waiting for his boyfriend to get home when a live stream took over his TV screen.
“Hello Gotham, I hope you all are prepared for my next batch of Fear Gas. Seeing as how it has been awhile since I have shown what I do, I thought a little demonstration was in order!”
The camera pans over to show Red Hood tied to a chair, slumped over and breathing heavily.
“Today, I will be testing the effects on Red Hood. I caught Gotham’s famous beheader snooping around too close to my territory so he will be learning his lesson today! Hope you are ready, this will be painful.”
The maniac scientist's laughter echoes in Adrien’s ears as he leaps out the window, already transformed and tracking his love through his scent.
Adrien, now suited up as Chat Noir, wastes no time as he rushes to Jason’s rescue, leaving cracks in the concrete from where his pole slammed into it, barely sparring a second glance to make sure he didn’t hit a person.
Pure, unadulterated, panic seized Chat’s mind.
The last time Jason had been in this situation, he hadn't been there. No one had been there and Jason had died.
Chat had just gotten him back, after spending literal years mourning his first love, he wouldn’t lose him again.
He couldn’t lose him again.
The smell of leather, blood, and Jason’s favorite cologne starts to get stronger as he makes it to the building Jason is being kept in.
Chat spots Jason through the window, Scarecrow preparing to stick him with a syringe, and he doesn’t bother stopping.
He barrels straight through the wall, scattering chunks of drywall in every direction.
Immediately, everyone’s attention is on him.
Goons aim their guns at him but he moves too fast, grabbing Scarecrow by the arm Chat throws him away from his boyfriend, launching him so far that he crashes into the table holding all of his Mad-Scientist equipment.
Chat tilts Jason’s, Red Hood’s, face up, realizing it was pointless because he was wearing his helmet and grabbing one of his hands instead, letting Jason rest his head on Chat’s other hand.
“Are you okay? Scratch that, you obviously aren’t okay. Can you walk? Do you want me to carry you? Does your head hurt? Is anything broken? Do I need to call Ladybu-”
Chat’s rapid fire questions are cut off by two bullets, hitting him in his back and making his shoulders jerk forward.
“Give me a second, Love.”
Chat plants a kiss to the top of Jason’s head helmet, and straightens up, slowly turning to face his attackers, a low growl building in the back of as his and Plagg’s shared rage takes physical form in the shadows of pure destruction seeping from his body, his fangs elongnating, and his cat eyes narrowing into nothing more than slits.
Chat fixates on Scarecrow, holding an assault rifle pointed at his chest.
Scarecrow fires several shots as Chat slowly stalks towards him, the bullets disintegrating before they even reach him.
Chat sprints the last few steps to Scarecrow, gripping the barrel of the rifle and turning it to ashes in his grip.
“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Unless you want to meet the same fate as this little toy you call a weapon, you will keep your paws off of what's mine. Now run before I change my mind and erase your existence.”
The threat comes out as more of a snarl than anything. The ashes from the rifle floating to the ground leaving Scarecrow holding onto nothing before the words register.
Scarecrow books it out of there, jumping through the same hole in the wall that Chat had put there upon his arrival.
Chat immediately rushes back to his boyfriend's side, who is more or less holding himself upright.
“That was hot.”
Jason huffs out a laugh as Chat’s face blooms in crimson, completely flustered and sputtering as he tries to untie him and talk at the same time.
“That's- I- You can’t just… STop flirting with me, I need to focus!”
Jason is kind enough not to bring attention to the fact that Chat’s voice cracked but he is not kind enough to stop flustering his boy friend.
“Sorry for being such a distraction, Love. Don’t worry though, when we get back home, all of my attention will be on you and all you will have to focus on is trying to remember to say ‘Please’.”
Adrien will forever deny that he stumbled his next step.
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(I wasn't sure if the people in my general taglist want to be tagged for stuff like this as well so let me know if you do or don't)
Jason: I just helped you kill a man, hide the body, brushed it under the rug when Batman asked what we were doing, we exchanged true identities, got naked and cleaned each others backs in the showers, kissed and then cuddled in bed.
Jason:
Jason: best friends.
Adrian: yes.
Adrian: Chris is going to be so jealous.
Jason: who the fuck is Chris?
Adrian: yes, Jason’s already so jealous.
My new ship- The Vigilantes or Adrison.
I also like to call them dumb and dumber. Anywhere they go, it will be a guaranteed shit show and will cost Bruce a hundred k.
