( stagexnamexnightwing )
it was usually jason’s job to slip into an apartment and climb into bed with his boyfriend, but he couldn’t say he was about to complain once the faint scent of the patchouli soap he’d bought for dick and the scent that was honestly just his fave person in the universe reached his nose.
“well, isn’t this a surprise..” he slurred sleepily as he turned his head to look over his shoulder at his boyfriend. “hi, dickiebird.”













