Mar 25, 2016
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"... You don't really deserve it, but.." He drops a gift with selfmade cookies - made with Alfreds recipe - on him and runs away.
“Thanks?”
Drabble: JayJay, 60, 6, 48
60. “Before you decide to murder me, let me explain…”
Jason was about to kiss when the bedroom’s door was shoved open. He looked up and dropped him (gently). The other Jason (this universe’s one) was standing in the door, pointing a gun right at Jason - who slowly raised his hands showing his palms to the other to let him know he didn’t have weapon.
The other Jason was obviously mad, face red from anger, but his gunholding hand wasn’t trembling at all.
“Before you decide to murder me, let me explain…,” Jason said.
“Make it quick,” growled the answer the other Jason.
“In my world, I didn’t have one,” he glanced at the plush Batman. “But I always wanted one. And I found it and couldn’t help myself, I wanted to cuddle.” He went silent for a short. “I won’t tell anyone.” He shrugged. “They won’t believe me anyway.”
Jason lowered the gun. “Don’t dare to touch him ever again.”
“I won’t, I promise.”
Jason sighed and he dropped himself down beside Jason. “Tim knows about him.”
–
6. “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”
Jason felt worn and tired. All he needed was a shower and a nice, long sleep. When he arrived home, he headed straight to the bathroom. He pulled his cloths off and dropped them onto the floor in a pile. He took a long, hot shower, dried himself and feeling a little content he walked into his bedroom.
His bed wasn’t empty. He put a hand on his waist and stared at the other Jason.
“May I ask what are you doing in my bed, naked?”
Jason grinned.
“Well, this is my bed too, in a way. And I felt a little lonely so I thought I play a little with myself.”
Jason snorted.
Jason patted the spot next to himself. “Come on, it will be fun.”
The other Jason grinned and dropped himself beside the other Jason.“So, what plans do you have?”
Jason smirked and he placed a hand on the other Jason’s face to pull him into a kiss. His lips were soft, his kiss is hungry. Jason hummed, tongues were fighting.
“I’m always surprised how good I kiss,” Jason commented after the broke the kiss and a grinned playfully. Then they started another kiss, rough and more eager this time while they laid back on the bed.
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48. “Boo”
Tim arrived home late. As he stepped into his apartment, he knew he wasn’t alone. It was hard to break into his and even harder to sneak on him. He didn’t turn the lights on, he didn’t need them anyway and he didn’t want to scare his visitor away or let him know he knew about him. The uninvited guest’s presence however was familiar to Tim, so he didn’t prepare himself for a fight.
He kicked his boots and hung his jacket. He walked towards the kitchen to get himself some water to drink. Then he felt bodyheat near, and soon after embracing arms from behind. A familiar scent and form pressed to his back. He stopped and smiled.
“Jason,” he whispered into the dark.
“Missed me, babybird?” Jason murmured into Tim’s ear. Tim could feel the heat of the ghosting breath on his skin. He closed his eyes for a moment and smiled. For a second he thought Jason will kiss his neck - but he didn’t do that.
“Yeah.”
Then the dark in front of them moved and formed a human’s shape. It was familiar too. Tim’s eyes went wide. Jason was standing in front of him, wearing a smirk. Tim turned. Jason was behind him too. His brain started to work immediately. He wasn’t drugged. It wasn’t an illusion. Maybe a clone? Maybe.
“Boo,” said Jason.
“Surprise, babybird,” said the other Jason.
“Fuck,” said Tim.
@therobinwithgasoline #//so cute and adorable#but Jay wants his jacket back//
“Sorry Jaybird, you’re not getting it back. It’s mine now.”
"Timmy?" He asked, taking a hesitant step back. Away from his replacement. "What's wrong?" Something on him gave him goosebumps.
“Jay?” Tim asked back, and he tilted his head. He took a step to Jason and he leant close. He raised himself up on his tiptoes. “You smell different than the usual,” he breathed near the man’s neck.
He chuckled. “Do you want to play a game? Count me in…”
playtime
Jason’s hand was hovering his gun on his thigh as he was waiting for the smoke disappear. Then he saw a figure. A familar shape and colours. All of those lot of people of Gotham he managed to run into himself after the little accident back… well, back in his world.
He smirked. “Hey, dude, you look good.”
*gets traumatized from all the Superbat* Wait... *realized how big a SuperBat family would be* ... I DON'T WANT EVEN MORE SIBLINGS! That are to many siblings! Stop them!
“My biggest concern is Mr. Wayne adopting me. I do NOT want to be another Robin. Besides, you stop my father, the worlds strongest alien. I won’t stop you from trying.”
The Search
Wanda had teleported into Jason's apartment.
"So you're the infamous Red Hood, huh?" She asked.