MISUNDERSTANDING
J.TODD X READER
《summary: You have a weird habit of giving names to every stuff you possess. And unfortunately Jason doesn't know it apply on your sourdough as well.
a/n: i need to be more creative with the title💔✌️ BTW holy shit? the LIKES? THE REBLOG? you guys...im soo grateful thank you sm❤️✌️ ALSO please enjoy it! sorry it long, i have the flu.
warnings: no warning...maybe lil bit of cussing, and bad english》
"Mason, yeah..that sounds right." you say after you tightly sealed the glass jar. It's 2.32 pm, and you've just finished making the sourdough you've been planning for weeks to make.
"Wait-maybe Jaykie...no, that sounds weird, im going to stick with Mason." you instantly grab a pen and a sticky note that's on the counter as you write the name Mason on the paper. You don't even know why you picked that name, maybe its because it sounds like 'Jason'.
Once you're done, you stick the note onto the jar and place it on a open shelf cabinet.
It's 4.45 am, you've just came back from a long shift, bag on the floor, your eyes heavy
"jace?" you called softly into the quite apartment.
"jason"
suddenly your phone buzzes. You grab it, blinking at the bright screen- Jason.
"Hey, babe. you home yet?" his voice rough, but there's a familiar layer of worry underneath.
"I just got home. Jace, where are you? why aren't you home yet?"
"We've had a little trouble at Arkham. Croc got rowdy, but it's handled. Don't worry your pretty head, sweetheart." his voice low and tired. You breathe out a sigh of relief.
"I'll be home in twenty minutes. Gotta pick up more dog foods for Sparky so he doesn't starve." Jason stated.
Your eyes darted at the dog sleeping peacefully at the couch.
"Yeah okay-" you pause, the word starve sticks in your mind.
Wait..
Oh, shit-
"Mason! Shit-i forgot about him!" you spun quickly to the kitchen area, you dashed at the shelf cabinet where your sourdough is placed.
"What? babe, who the hell's Mason?" Jason questioned, still on the phone, his voice slightly distorted through the phone.
You didn't hear him, too focus on your sourdough to even acknowledge him.
"Babe, answer me. who the fuck is Mason?" he rises his voice a bit, his tone shifts-low, jealous.
"God, i hope i can still feed him." you mumbled to yourself. Placing the phone on the counter beside the sourdough, as you open the glass jar "Helloo Mason, you have my deepest apologies."
There's a beat of silence. Then, his voice tight with irritation.
"Alright, my patient have worn out. I'm coming home right now." he declared. "I swear, if this shit is some kind of joke-"
The call cuts off before he can finish. Your phone dies.
Great.
Seven minutes have passed, and the roar of Jason's motorbike filled the street. You have finished feeding your sourdough.
When suddenly you were startled by Jason storming through the door. Jason standing in the doorway, bent over, hands braced on his knees, catching his breath.
"Oh Jace! you're home early, thought you said-"
"Where is he?" he cuts you off, closing the door behind him.
"Where's who?" you ask, a frown coming on your face.
"C'mon, you know who" he stated your name, Jason glared at you from across the room slowly but surely coming closer.
"Jason, i don't know what you're talking about."
"Goddamnit- its Mason. Who the hell is Mason?" before you even know it, Jason towered over you, his raspy voice carried more exhaustion than anger.
A sly smile tugged at your lips as you tried to hide a laugh but failed "You..pft! you got home early because of Mason?"
"Uhh yeah," he answer with a tone. "Why the hell you laughing? what"s so fuckin' funny huh?"
"Jason, Mason is my sourdough!" you burst out laughing, cluntching your stomach.
He stood there, dumbfounded "uh..What?"
"I named my sourdough Mason, Jace." you clarified with a soft laugh. He shifted his weight as heat crept up his neck.
"Oh..right yeah, your..uh..your sourdough."
"Youre unbelievable," soft laugh can be heard coming our your mouth. "And you're staring at it like it personally offended you." you said, trying not to smile.
"All im saying is- why'd you named it Mason?" he stated "i mean, you could always told me before hand. I was worried. And your 'Mason' looked like a failed science project."
"Excuse me? first of all, its because Mason sounds like Jason, so im naming my sourdough after you," you countered, pretending to be offended as you crossed your arms.
"Im flattered. Thank you."
"And you're just jealous he rises better than you." you teased
"Whoa, ya take that back." Jason scoffed as he places his hand on his chest, acting like you just curse his entire bloodline "You wound me, sweetheart"
"Yeah yeah, whatever keeps you sleep at night, Jace."
"Oh sweetheart," he says, stepping closer, as he smirks "We ain't sleeping tonight."
Well you're in it now, you can't get out of it.
a/n: guess how many times i wrote 'Mason'. damn it took soo many motivation to finish this idk why. why am i only realizing now that THIS IS SO SHORT?
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