fairytale jason todd x reader
in which you let your best friend live out her dream, sacrificing yours in the process, however, someone comes along and changes your whole night.
tags: very heavily inspired by charlotte la bouff’s storyline from princess and the frog. kind of a little bit angsty at the start but it gets fluffy and sweet.
the whole night was supposed to be perfect. your father’s foundation’s gala, all of gotham’s elites there.
and him. michael. son of an ex supermodel and a millionaire. and your crush since you were like ten.
problem is, your best friend, sophia is also here tonight. and she likes michael too, in a more soft, shy way.
and right now you’re doing her makeup in your room. your dress is pink and pretty, hers is a soft pale blue. “god, soph, you look gorgeous.” you mumble softly as you finish her eyeshadow.
and she does, she’s stunning. you pull her out of the chair excitedly and spin her around.
just five minutes later, you’re both there, at the gala, you greeting people with soft kisses to the cheek and gentle hugs, while sophia trails behind you like a quiet cat following a golden retriever.
and that’s when you see him, michael. you sigh dreamily, looking at him with nothing but adoration, and then glance back at sophia, ready to leave her alone, but her face makes your heart slow.
she’s looking right at michael, eyes sparkling, clearly lovestruck.
you sigh and then bite your lip, conflicted. sophia is your best friend, you’ll do anything for her, so that’s why you gently nudge her, and encourage her to approach him.
before she can say anything, michael is in front of the two of you, a soft smile on his handsome face. you bite your lip, watching proudly as sophia introduces herself.
it’s a bittersweet feeling, watching the person you love get along so well with your crush, but sophia deserves to be happy, and you’re too nice to deny her that.
you slip away silently, eyes glistening with sparkling tears. you manage to find a balcony overlooking gotham.
such a strange city, it looks so beautiful, but the things happening on the streets below you are horrific.
you don’t even realise that you’re crying until you hear someone clear their throat behind you.
you turn slowly, only to be met with a tall boy, about your age, maybe a bit older. he has black hair, slightly curly with a streak of white at the front. he has gorgeous eyes, and an even more gorgeous face. you recognise him, but from where, you’re not sure yet.
“oh, i’m sorry,” you say lightly, sniffling and dabbing your under eyes gently. he shakes his head and passes you a little folded napkin.
you accept it with a soft breath, something between a laugh and a sigh. biting your lip, you pull out your little compact from your clutch, and check your reflection.
yet another little embarrassed laugh leaves your lips.
“gosh, i look a mess.” and you do, to be honest. mascara running down your cheeks, lip gloss faded, a light, sad pout on your lips.
“you look pretty, just a little…” he tries to find the right word, “disheveled?”
another soft sigh/laugh leaves your lips.
“what happened anyway? you get dumped or something?” his words make you shake your head. once you’re all cleaned up again, you pass him the napkin back, and put your mirror away.
“worse, i let my best friend have the guy i like.” it sounds stupid when you say it out loud, barely an issue, but it hurts your heart nonetheless.
“jeez. i mean you looked like a nice person, but that’s a little too nice, huh?” you nod slowly.
“i’m jason, by the way. jason todd.”
that’s where you recognise him from.
“wayne’s boy.” you mumble. he nods.
you introduce yourself, not that you’d need to. he knows exactly who you are.
“so… you really gonna spend the whole night moping?” he says, voice a little more teasing than before. “i mean, you look gorgeous, it’d be a shame for you to stay hidden up here like a locked up princess.”
you sigh, and look up at him. his eyes have this little glint in them. he smiles slightly, soft, calm. and he slowly reaches out his hand.
“come on, sweetheart. just one dance.”
