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“ sheesh , i guess … genius , billionaire , playboy , philanthropists . what can i say they just tick all the boxes . ”

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🌺 - what’s your type?
“ sheesh , i guess … genius , billionaire , playboy , philanthropists . what can i say they just tick all the boxes . ”
a closed starter for @rosewilsonx.
prior to everyone leaving to travel to the 70′s, if you had told jason that he’d be getting closer to rose, of all people, he would’ve laughed in your face. the two made an unlikely pair but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t grateful for her company when everyone he considered a friend or family was way out of his reach. over time the two began spending more and more time together, whether they were dealing with the chaos back home, looking out for one another, or chain smoking and hooking up in jason’s nearly deserted apartment. he hasn’t seen her since they touched down in westchester, though, the outlaw assuming she parted to catch up with fellow titan’s or whoever. once he gets a glimpse of a familiar head of white hair, there’s a slight cock of his head in her direction. “funny seeing you here,” it’s barely a joke, but there’s a smirk forming to his features regardless. “you adjusting alright?”
“ how did you become like this?”
“Long story, ask some one else I gotta get somewhere.”
“ you know , you’re really cute. “
Lisa glances up from the book she was reading to give Rose a light genuine smile. “Thanks and ditto.” She closes the book and places it on the coffee table in front of her. “Hopefully being cute works out better for you than it has so far for me.”
❝ Where does it hurt?❞
Lisa hatted feeling and appearing to be weak in any way. She knew injuries were inevitable given what she had been doing (without any backup to speak of) but this was the worst she had taken in a long time. Even though she was in deep pain laying there on the couch, she attempted to brush it off acting as though it was a joke. “There are a few places that feel a bit tingly. Sort of like when your leg goes to sleep but on a slightly bigger scale.”
“I’m done with the rules.”
“Good. In my experience the rules only slow you down. You want to actually get something done; then live by your own rules. If anyone complains about it tell them to get their own life and get out of yours.”
“ hello darkness my old friend … “
He glances over to the younger woman with one brow raised. “And people call me dramatic. But that isn’t a bad song, I’ll give ya that.”
it was one of the first nights jason had to fall asleep alone. and though he really wasn’t totally alone - save for his better halves, kori and roy - it was times like this he found himself missing a certain white-haired girl a little more than usual. rose had cut things off, convinced that being back in 2019 meant whatever it is they started up had to come to an end. truthfully, when they found company in one another, jason wasn’t sure it was something that would last. it wasn’t exactly in his nature to depend on someone like he was beginning to depend on rose but though this was totally out of character for him, there was a part of him that didn’t totally mind this change of pace. a mix of sleep deprivation and frustration lead him to her door, the former robin unable to completely control his next movements. he’s placing a hand in the small of rose’s back, bringing her against his frame to meet her lips in a kiss. he wasn’t entirely sure where they stood as far as returning to 2019 and rebuilding the past went, but there had been one constant in his life and that was her. he pulls away after a moment, dark hues searching for her eyes, hoping her expression didn’t turn to a sour one. “guess you could say that.” he pauses, the hand on her waist faltering a little. “look - we gotta talk.” / @rosewilsonx continued from xxx.