for prompts— jaytim + snowed in?
thank you for enabling me to do a thing i've been thinking of doing :p stray tim + red hood jason also... a loose interpretation of "snowed in" lmao
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The thing nobody ever seems capable of accounting for when the winter chill begins settling over Gotham is that Mr Freeze will, inevitably, freeze some part of Gotham solid.
Unfortunately for Jason, he's happened to have pissed off good ol' Victor this time around.
Even more unfortunate: Jason is currently trapped inside a warehouse office with a very cold, pissed off cat.
It's Stray's first winter in Gotham, as far as Jason knows, which means he was massively unprepared to be caught in the middle of a feud between Red Hood and Mr Freeze.
"You can't just give him what he wants?" Stray asks through chattering teeth, hands tucked into his armpits.
"Nope," Jason replies deliberately popping the p. Technically speaking, Victor has all the help he needs in Arkham with his research being funding by a "Mysterious Benefactor." It's one of the few things Jason will agree with Bruce on, it's just around the holidays Victor always seems to get a shade desperate.
"Great," Stray declares, plopping himself on the floor, wisely staying away from the walls. "If I freeze to death here I'm going to haunt you."
Jason is also feeling the chill but he's been through this before (and even in scaley green underwear) so without a second though Jason shucks his leather jacket and drapes it over Stray's shivering shoulders.
"There, now you can't say I've never done you any favours."
Stray looks startled for just a moment before recovering, pulling the jacket tighter around him. "And they say chivalry is dead. Or are you expecting me to give you the Black Mask intel for free? Because it's going to take a lot more than your old jacket to warm me up enough for that."
Even through violent shivers and chattering teeth Stray manages to send Jason a look that's downright lecherous. Jason knows better than to take that to mean he's forgiven for getting Stray trapped in this mess in the first place but it's something.
"This isn't what I meant," Stray says ten minutes later, although he makes no effort to move. Jason has Stray in his lap, back pressed against his chest and Jason's jacket zipped around both of them, the poor thing stretched to its limits.
"But are you warm?"
Stray grumbles but doesn't answer, instead shimmying himself into what he must think is a more comfortable position and settling there.
