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The Date

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Part: 15

Pairing: Jason Todd x Female Reader

Length: 1.7k

Warnings: fluff (nothing crazy this time around)

Note: thank you so much for your patience with me! life has been absolutely crazy with school and my job - i hope this chapter makes up for it :))

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You didn't know what to say.

His invitation hung in the air as you tried to form a response.

A smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you thought about how fast you guys were moving.

And the truth was you weren't scared.

You enjoyed the playful banter between the two of you but this new side of Jason excited you.

You nodded, unable to resist the offer. You had a crap weekend and you were sure Jason didn't have fun either. So why not?

However, your mind flashed back to the conversation you had with your ex earlier. You assumed Jason would never pressure you into doing anything but you thought it'd be best to have that conversation anyway.

It was the healthy thing to do.

Set boundaries so no one gets hurt.

Something you'd wish you had done with your ex.

Noticing your silence Jason reached out to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"Hey, I promise we don't have to do anything." He offered as if he could read your mind. "We can always just get into our pajamas and sleep. There's no pressure I promise."

As you glanced up at Jason, you realized that he genuinely cared about your well-being. He wasn't like your ex, who had pushed and pressured you into things you weren't ready for.

No, Jason was different.

Taking a deep breath, you mustered the courage to respond. "Jason, I want you to know that I appreciate your respect towards me. Especially after what happened with my ex."

He nodded, urging you to continue.

"I think if this is going to work out and become something more, " you paused, "it's important for us to have a conversation about boundaries. I want both of us to feel comfortable and safe in this relationship."

Jason's eyes softened, and he nodded. "Of course, sweetheart."

His words filled you with hope and reassurance. It was clear that Jason valued and wanted this to work as much as you did.

With a deep breath, you continued, "I just want to make sure we're on the same page, Jason. I don't want you to think you owe me this and I need to make sure that this isn't something you do for everyone else."

He took your hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Sweetheart, believe me when I say I've never slept with a client and besides, I thought we agreed you were never considered a client in my eyes."

His honesty warmed your heart. You couldn't help but smile, feeling a weight lifted off your shoulders.

"Thank you, Jason."

He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "You mean a lot to me and I don't want to mess this up."

With a newfound confidence, you nodded, the smile on your lips growing wider.

"I'd love to take a bath together, Jason. But I would prefer to keep some clothes on."

His face lit up with a grin, mirroring your excitement. "That's perfectly fine with me."

You felt a surge of happiness and relief flood through you, so this was what a healthy relationship felt like.

"Let's go pretty boy," you said standing up from your place on the bed smiling as you extended your hand toward Jason.

He chuckled, accepting your hand and allowing you to pull him toward the bathroom.

As you entered the bathroom, the warm glow of overhead light filled the space making you both feel instantly relaxed.

You released his hand, allowing you to turn the faucet on.

As the water ran warm you turned to Jason who had already taken off the majority of his clothes back in the bedroom.

The only things left on him were his slacks, which seemed to fit his muscular legs like a glove.

Jason smirked as he noticed your attention.

"You first darling."

You smiled. "What?"

"As much as I love that dress," he paused, "I'd much rather have it on the floor right now."

You laughed as you quickly moved the thin straps off your shoulder shrugging the dress off completely.

Standing there in your strapless bra and underwear you began to feel stupid.

But the look on Jason's face wiped the embarrassment away. He was positively entranced.

"Well," you teased, "what are you waiting for then?"

He chuckled as he dropped his pants leaving him only in his underwear.

Your eyes widened.

You had seen him without a shirt multiple times this week but to see almost his entire body was something else.

As stupid as it sounded, his chiseled body made your mouth water.

"Sweetheart," he said, "you're beautiful."

Heat flooded your face at the compliment.

Sure you had been complimented on your appearance before but hearing those words from Jason sent shivers down your spine.

The blush intensified as he moved closer.

His strong arms wrapped around your waist pulling you flush against his chest.

"You're beautiful too," you spoke into his chest.

You felt a low chuckle from him. "Thank you."

He kissed the top of your head before releasing you and motioning to the tub. "Ladies first."

"Why thank you, kind sir," you joked as you stepped into the tub.

As you sat down, Jason joined you on the opposite side of the tub. It was a tight fit but comfortable nonetheless.

"So," he began, "do you have any plans for the New Year?"

You shook your head as you figured out where this was going. "No, why?"

He grinned. "How do you feel about attending a family dinner at Wayne Manor?"

You smiled. "Is there food involved?"

Jason shook his head, chuckling lightly. "Alfred usually makes more than we can eat."

In the chaos of the past two days you had forgotten about the butler. You hoped he was doing okay and you wouldn't mind meeting him in person.

"Sounds perfect."

He nodded, looking down at his hands. "There's something else."

Shifting so your legs were pulled to your chest you looked at him curiously. "What?"

His eyes met yours. "Would you be okay with meeting my entire family?"

For some reason his question made you laugh. The man had just met your entire family plus your ex, the least you could do was meet his family.

"I'd love to," you replied.

His face brightened and he reached for your hand pulling you to him.

As you settled comfortably against his chest so the two of you sat on the same side of the tub you felt his fingers gently move through your hair.

"They'll be excited to meet you," he said, twirling a strand of hair around his finger.

"Oh?" You asked.

"Yeah," he paused, his hand pausing in its movements. "You're um... well you're the first person I would be bringing home to the manor."

You felt your heart skip a beat. "Really?"

He nodded. "You're the first person I've felt comfortable enough around to bring home."

You tilted your head slightly to look up at him. "Thank you."

He shrugged. "Don't thank me yet. You'll have to meet everyone first and then decide if you want to thank me."

Smiling, you fell back against his chest. "Oh, they can't be that bad."

He shook his head. "Trust me, they are."

You decided to leave it at that since he wasn't going into much detail.

Instead, you closed your eyes and allowed yourself to relax fully against him as his fingers continued to move through your hair.

This was the perfect way to end the night.

However, that thought was interrupted as you remembered how much hairspray and makeup you had on you that needed to be washed away.

"Jason?" you whispered.

"Hmm?"

You paused questioning whether or not you wanted this to end.

"Do you mind if we move to the shower?"

He smiled. "Not at all."

After carefully stepping out of the tub and moving over to the shower you turned the showerhead on to let it get warm.

You couldn't help but let out a contented sigh, feeling the tension of the day melt away as the water cascaded over your body as you stepped into the shower.

Jason stepped into the shower behind you allowing the water to make its way down his chest.

You watched as the water droplets glistened on his skin, accentuating every muscle on his chest.

You were so distracted by the man in front of you, that you failed to realize him reaching for the shampoo behind you. It wasn't until the lavender scent hit your nose that you realized what he was doing.

Jason Todd was washing your hair.

And he was doing a damn good job of it.

It was so relaxing to be cared for.

You felt his fingers gently move over your scalp and your knees almost gave way.

As he rinsed that last bit of shampoo from your hair and added conditioner, to only the ends you admired, you decided it was his turn to be cared for.

Picking up the shampoo bottle from where Jason had set it down, you put a good amount of soap in your hand before reaching up to wash his hair.

After some maneuvering on his end, you were able to quickly clean and rinse his hair before deciding to quickly wash the rest of yourselves.

After stepping out of the shower and drying off you both headed back into the bedroom to grab your pajamas for the night.

Once you found Jason's shirt it didn't take much convincing for him to allow you to wear it to bed.

You held it up to him.

"Please?" you questioned.

He rolled his eyes affectionately. "You can wear my shirt whenever you want."

You giggled, walking back into the bathroom to change out of your wet undergarments and into the warm fabric of Jason's shirt and a pair of your softest underwear.

After coming out of the bathroom you found him sitting down on the edge of his bed, wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs.

"Ready?" he asked, patting the spot next to him.

You walked over to join him.

As he shifted, pulling the covers over the both of you, you sighed contently as you snuggled close to him, enjoying the feeling of his warm presence.

His arm came around you and held you close as he rested his chin on the top of your head.

You smiled as he kissed the top of your head before you fell into a deep comfortable sleep.

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ganseyth · 8 months

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heyyy just wanted to compliment you and your writing skills LIKE HONESTLY the way the date is paced and how you tackle serious topics imo like toxic exes, whether or not ppl what to be intimate with their parnters is AMAZING

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YOU ARE SO NICE OMG!!! it’s compliments like these that make me want to keep writing 🥹 i appreciate you!!

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The Date

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Part: 14

Pairing: Jason Todd x Female Reader

Length: 1.8k

Warnings: brief mentions of sex

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You were only fifteen minutes late for your sister's wedding reception.

You would have only been five minutes late but Jason kept stopping to "fix" his shoe which ended up with the two of you kissing against the nearest tree before he swept you back off your feet and continued down the path.

You didn't mind though, in fact, this was probably one of the best days of your life.

Jason's a good guy. He's sweet, funny, intelligent, kind of nerdy, and attractive. What wasn't there to like about him?

You just hoped he felt the same about you.

As you made your way to the kitchen, the sight that greeted you was nothing short of breathtaking. Your mom had gone all out.

Floral arrangements adorned every possible surface of your house, their vibrant colors popping against the elegant white decorations your mom had strung up.

The living room was alive with laughter and music, as your sister and her new husband were performing some sort of practiced dance in front of your parents and ex.

But amidst the laughter and celebration, your gaze fell back on Jason.

You stole a glance at him as he watched the scene in front of you, his hand still holding yours.

You couldn't help but wonder if he wanted something like this someday. Someone to come home to, a person who you could trust as your equal, someone who would be your everything.

You knew you wanted it.

As the two of you made your way to the living room, the music came to an end, making your arrival known.

Your sister was the first to speak.

"Did you get lost out there?" she said with a smile. "Or judging by your appearance I think your date might have gotten you lost on purpose."

Your face reddened instantly. You forgot to make yourself presentable before walking in. There was no doubt your hair was all over the place and you were pretty sure some of your lipstick was smeared on the corner of Jason's mouth.

"We got lost," Jason said, stepping into the conversation with a smirk on his face. His free arm wrapped around your waist. "But here we are, safe and sound."

You let out a sigh of relief as everyone seemed to smile at that.

Your dad then reached over to start the music up again from the radio. It was nice to have the distraction.

It wasn't long before everyone started dancing again.

You and Jason decided to grab a bite to eat before taking the floor. It only took a few minutes and several finger sandwiches for Jason to stand up from his place on the couch.

"Do you want to dance?" Jason's voice cut through the loud music.

You turned to look at him, his eyes gazing at you with anticipation.

A whirlwind of emotions swirled within you as you contemplated his question. You wanted nothing more than to dance with him and hold him close. But you also feared the type of response your ex would have.

Screw your ex. You had a smoking hot boyfriend in front of you wanting to dance.

Taking a deep breath, you summoned the courage to respond. "Yes, I would love to dance with you, Jason."

A smile spread across Jason's face, his eyes lighting up as he took your hand. As the two of you stepped onto the floor, the world around you seemed to fade away.

Jason placed a hand on your waist as you wrapped your arms around his tall frame.

You moved in perfect harmony, your bodies swaying in perfect rhythm with each other. Jason began slowly moving his hand up and down from where it rested on your waist.

His touch sent shivers down your spine, urging you to move closer to him for warmth.

You wished you could stay like this forever.

In that moment, surrounded by Jason you failed to notice your ex making his way over to your side.

Jason's grip tightened around you, as he approached.

Summoning every ounce of composure, you offered a polite smile and nodded towards him.

It was the least you could do on your sister's big day.

However, your ex didn't seem to only want a polite nod. He mustered a half-hearted smile, attempting to hide the jealousy written all over his face.

"Mind if I cut in." He asked, extending a hand toward you.

"Yeah," Jason answered for you as he looked over at him, "I mind."

You gave Jason an apologetic look as you shook your head and stepped aside to allow your ex to take Jason's place.

The last thing you needed was to cause a scene.

"It's ok Jason," you said looking at your boyfriend with a smile, "it's just one dance."

Jason shrugged and leaned in to kiss you. "It's fine, I'll go see if your mom wants a dance."

The thought of Jason dancing with your mom made your heart swell. He was the perfect gentleman.

Your eyes fell back on your ex who still had his hand outstretched for you to take.

"One dance," you finally replied, accepting his hand and allowing him to lead you to the dancefloor, "That's all I want from you."

Your ex snorted a laugh. "Yes ma'am."

The two of you danced to the next song, your one hand placed on his shoulder and the other held in the air by his own. Surprisingly his other hand remained in an appropriate position on your shoulder.

"I bet he's a great lay," your ex said as the tempo of the music increased.

You frowned. "Excuse me?"

"Oh you know," he continued, "if you're not in it for the money then it has to be the sex right?"

Your jaw dropped. Was he talking about this right now? Your ex had always been known for his tactlessness, but this took it to a whole new level.

Suppressing the anger bubbling up inside you, you took a deep breath and looked him in the eye.

"For your information, not that it's any of your concern, Jason and I have not slept together,” you ground out, “and I think it's best if we focus on the celebration of my sister and your best friend, don't you think?"

Your ex chuckled, not surprised in the slightest by your response. "Sure, sure. Just thought I'd ask since you never wanted to sleep with me."

You gripped his hand tighter, the urge to lash out burning within you. How dare he bring that up.

As the music came to an end, you focused on not letting your emotions get the best of you.

But even as the song ended and you walked towards the kitchen to grab a drink, your ex's words lingered in the back of your mind.

You stole a glance at Jason across the room, gracefully dancing with your mother. The sight brought a bittersweet smile to your face. Jason would never pressure you into doing anything you didn't want to. Wouldn't he?

You decided to put a pin in it and return to the loving arms of your boyfriend.

Walking back toward Jason, you could feel the weight of your ex's words slowly fading away. When you looked towards Jason you saw how different he was from your ex.

As you reached Jason's side, he said his goodbyes to your mother before pulling you into a tender embrace.

"I missed you," he said as you melted in his touch.

"I'm glad to be back," you replied before pulling him down into a kiss.

Jason sighed happily as you pulled away, resting his forehead against yours.

"Did he say anything to you?" Jason said as he pulled back to look at you.

"He did," you said with a frown, your tone filled with hurt, "but -"

Before you could say another word, your dad stopped the music and began tapping the side of his glass to get everyone's attention.

"I'd like to thank everyone for being here!" He said, raising his glass in the air. "Even though most of you were here anyway."

Everyone laughed.

"I know this was a surprise for everyone," he continued, "but I'd like to think it was a welcome one."

He then looked towards your sister.

"Honey I wish you the best and I hope your marriage brings you as much happiness as mine and your mothers brought to me."

"Thank you, dad," she smiled, her eyes glossy with unshed tears.

Your dad turned to face the rest of the room.

"Let's give this couple a happy send-off!"

With that everyone started clapping as you watched the two of them make their way outside to their car.

Once the two left, the house became quiet again as the clean-up process began.

Not to anyone's surprise, your ex decided to take off to his hotel before helping to clean with only a nod of thanks to your parents.

After the majority of the house was clean you decided to take a seat on the couch with Jason moving down right beside you.

"Are you alright?" he asked, placing his arm behind you.

The fact they cared for you so much warmed your heart.

"I'm good," you replied smiling up at him, "but I can't wait to get out of this dress and go to bed."

Jason smiled and kissed you lightly.

"Well dears," your mom said as she made her way back from the foyer, "thank you so much for your help today."

Jason responded with a smile.

"Anytime."

Your mom gave him a smile in return before adding, "Now please go, the two of you look like you need some sleep."

"Are you sure mom?" you asked, giving her a small smile.

She returned your smile pointing upstairs. "Yes sweety it's ok."

"Alright," Jason spoke, moving to stand up, "let's go."

As you stood you were barely on your feet for a second before Jason threw you over his shoulder.

"Jason!" You protested, trying to get out of his grip.

He merely smirked at you in amusement.

"Deal with it," he whispered mockingly as he carried you up the stairs, before placing you gently on your shared bed.

"Why do I get the feeling that that's going to be a continuous thing?" you questioned, watching as he removed his jacket and shirt.

"That's because it is sweetheart," he replied as he moved to stand in front of you.

You grinned up at him.

"Now what do you say to taking a bath together?"

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ganseyth · 8 months

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The Date

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Part: 13

Pairing: Jason Todd x Female Reader

Length: 1.8k

Warnings: fluff towards the end

Note: thank you guys so much for being patient with me!! i started my third year of university yesterday so i have been super busy - but nevertheless i hope you love this chapter!! :)

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You still couldn't believe this was happening.

You had half expected your sister to get cold feet and back out last minute but unfortunately, those hopes faded as you pulled up to the chapel.

You were glad to be here for her though. Deep down you truly wanted her to be happy even if she married that idiot you now had to call brother-in-law.

But you also knew there would always be a part of you in the back of your mind wondering when he was going to fail her.

You just hoped you could put her back together.

As you got out of the car you looked over at your sister one last time to make sure her appearance was wedding day material.

Her dress was stunning and not a single wrinkle ruined the fabric despite it being worn in the car.

Her hair had been let down with just a few pieces pinned up to frame her face and not a single strand was out of place.

Her makeup was simple but had a flair only she could pull off.

To put it simply...

She was beautiful.

You just hoped you looked the same.

Your dress had gotten a little wrinkled in the car and the bun the hairdresser had done before you left had sunk a little.

Your makeup was also done to match your sisters but you felt as if some of the colors she used weren't right for you.

You just hoped Jason would like it.

Your heart stumbled as the thought of him standing in the chapel crossed your mind.

He would of course be wearing a form-fitting black suit that would be custom-made just for him. You just knew Bruce Wayne would spare no expense when it came to buying his son a suit.

You pushed that thought away as your sister cleared her throat.

"Do I look okay?" your sister asked, seeming a bit nervous as you made it to the closed doors that led to the wedding hall.

"Absolutely stunning," you replied with a smile.

Your sister gave you a big smile in return as the door to your left opened.

"Shall we?"

You looked up at your ex in surprise as he closed the door behind him, arm extended.

The question was left unanswered as you tried to get a grip on the fact that your ex was going to walk you down the aisle.

With all the craziness of the wedding, you had forgotten about that little detail.

Nodding, you slowly took his arm, letting yourself be dragged through the now-open church doors.

The first thing you noticed was Jason.

You knew you should probably be looking at the front of the room but you couldn't help it. He looked beautiful.

His dark hair looked soft enough to run your fingers through it and the red tie he wore matched perfectly with the color of your dress.

His suit fit him flawlessly and you weren't surprised by the silver cufflinks at his wrists sporting the Wayne emblem.

He looked professional but still your Jason.

Your Jason.

How in the world were you going to explain your feelings towards him?

It would probably destroy you if he didn't feel the same.

He seemed to notice your hesitant appearance and offered you an amused smirk before mouthing, "You look beautiful."

The words sent chills down your spine.

He was going to be the death of you.

Your ex, as if following your gaze squeezed your arm to get your attention back on the front of the chapel.

It was only then you noticed the music.

At some point during your trek down the aisle, they started playing a slow instrumental song that meant your sister was about to enter.

"We better hurry up," your ex whispered into your ear before gently leading you to your position at the altar.

His arm rested against yours a bit too long until he let go to take his place behind your sister's almost husband.

Then the doors to the chapel opened and your sister made her way down the aisle on your dad's arm.

You almost teared up at the look your dad had on his face. You could tell he was happy to have his little girl get married.

No matter who the groom was.

He was happy if she was happy.

You hoped he could offer you the same courtesy someday.

At that thought you looked back to Jason who was already looking at you.

You smiled softly.

He smiled back before mouthing the word "hi".

You then decided to offer your own secret admiration, "You look very handsome".

Jason's eyes widened slightly at the compliment but then shifted to your left where your sister was now standing. You followed his gaze.

You smiled at the sight. Your sister was positively beaming and her almost husband to your surprise looked just as smitten.

The officiant began to say his rehearsed lines and the couple in front of you said their vows.

Then they exchanged rings.

Then finally the officiate announced they were officially man and wife which ended with them kissing longer than expected but everyone clapped nonetheless.

The ceremony itself was short but sweet, something you knew your sister appreciated as she was ready to start her honeymoon as soon as possible.

But before they could leave you knew your mom had planned a small reception in their honor.

So with a nod from the officiant, you followed your sister and new brother-in-law down the aisle while the rest of the party followed behind.

As the newlyweds walked through the chapel doors your parents announced they would drive the lovely couple and your ex home to start the party, leaving you and Jason to have a nice walk home to enjoy some time together.

"Well, it looks like your parents gave us a wedding gift," Jason commented as he waved to your parents as their car pulled out of the entrance.

"I wouldn't necessarily call it a gift," you laughed, "I think my mom forgot I was wearing heels."

"Ah if only there was a strong boyfriend around to carry you," he teased before bending down to take off your shoes.

As his fingers brushed your ankle you could have sworn you would have fallen over if his other hand wasn't wrapped securely around your calf.

"Jason I can do that," you whined.

His smirk told you exactly how much he didn't want you to do that.

"Yeah I know but then I couldn't do this," he replied leaning forward to place a kiss just below your knee.

You let out a very unladylike noise.

His eyebrows raised curiously as he looked up at you with a smug smile.

Your cheeks flared and to distract yourself you kicked his thigh with your now bare feet.

"I thought you said you were going to carry me."

"As you wish," he agreed smoothly before bending down to offer you his back.

As your arms wrapped around his neck you couldn’t help but notice how amazing he smelled.

You inhaled deeply to try and calm your racing heart.

Jason glanced sideways at you before asking, "Are you comfortable?"

"Never better," you managed to say before resting your face against his back.

His very muscular back you might add.

The two of you walked in silence, enjoying each other's company.

However, it occurred to you that this might be the only chance to be completely alone with him and openly express yourself.

You couldn't deny your heart fluttered at the thought.

"Jason?" you called, causing him to glance at you.

"Yes?"

"I've never met anyone like you..." you hesitated trying to work up the courage to speak the truth.

You'd barely known him a week and you were sure this went against everything in the contract.

Still, you figured you owed him honesty.

"and it's just...we've only known each other for a short period and I don't think I'm being completely fair to you if I don't say this."

"What is it, sweetheart?" Jason asked in confusion.

"I like you," you admitted quietly, praying that he wouldn't drop you and run away, "and I know it goes against your contract and I can pay you an extra fee if that's true... well I might have to go to the bank and..."

But before you could say anything else Jason gently placed you on the ground dropping your shoes to the side.

He then moved so that you stood in front of him.

"Sweetheart, please relax," Jason whispered, looking you straight in the eye. "I like you too."

Your breath caught in your chest as he continued.

"And screw the contract."

He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips.

You blinked twice as your brain took a second to process what he just said. As his kiss became more insistent you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer to deepen it.

"I swear to the gods I will burn that piece of paper, just keep kissing me like that" Jason breathed once the kiss broke apart.

"I like the sound of that," you agreed with a laugh pulling him back down.

This time when Jason kissed you, he didn't pull away, instead he ran his hands up and down your dress as he explored your mouth.

When the need for air came, he reluctantly moved back, keeping one of his hands resting on your waist as you looked into his eyes.

"I like when your hair is down," he murmured before pulling out the pins that held your hair in place.

He ran his fingers through the strands as they fell, framing your face.

"And this color," he said, moving his hands to grasp the fabric resting against your butt pulling you closer to him. "You picked this just for me sweetheart."

You laughed as he kissed your neck lightly.

"Maybe," you said as he added another kiss to the skin of your neck.

"Oh trust me," he said, "I know it was for me."

You giggled again as his teeth nipped at your skin and he pulled away to look at you.

"I probably shouldn't ravish you too much," he said, smiling brightly down at you, "we have a party to catch after all."

"That we do," you answered as you moved to get on his back.

Jason smirked.

"I think I can do better than a piggyback ride," he said, motioning you towards him.

You shook your head as you moved toward him

"Is this necessary?" you asked teasingly when he bent down to pick you up bridal style.

"Nope," he replied simply before sweeping you off your feet, "but it sure is fun."

You laughed as you buried your face against his neck.

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Hi your writing is amazing and i’m so obsessed with the date series, could i be added to the taglist please and thank you in advance🩷

thank you so much!! i will be sure to add you :))

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ganseyth · 9 months

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hey guys!! no updates this week - i’m in the process of moving into my apartment so i won’t have time to write - i will try and get on a regular updating schedule next monday!! once again thank you for all your kind comments and support :))

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ganseyth · 9 months

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how could i not like it? the way u wrote it is just so damn good. this is literally one of the best fics and i hope u make so many more🥹❤️

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ganseyth · 9 months

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i absolutely love the date!!! i binge read it a couple weeks ago and i've never been so hooked on a story before! thank u for giving the world this masterpiece🥹

oh my goodness you are so sweet!!! ngl i teared up a bit reading this - i’m so glad you like it <3

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The Date

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Part: 12

Pairing: Jason Todd x Female Reader

Length: 1.8k

Warnings: none

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Jason’s POV

Jason nearly dropped the vase he was carrying to the chapel.

He quickly glanced over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching before he zoomed in on the picture you had just sent him on his phone.

His heart jumped into his throat as he stared at your beautiful figure wrapped in his color.

Red.

The thought of you picking it out because of him left a warm feeling in his stomach and maybe even a sent spark of heat down below.

You looked gorgeous. The dress hugged you in all the right places and he couldn't wait to feel the satin fabric he was pretty sure would keep his hands occupied throughout the rest of the night.

However, his eyes lingered on your face. More specifically the smile that graced it.

He knew these past few days had not been the best and for that, he wished he could apologize. It was supposed to be his job to keep you happy but with everything going on it proved to be a harder task than he thought.

His job.

There were many times this week when he had to remind himself that you were his client.

A job to pay for the many bills that he had racked up from his time as Red Hood before he found a balance.

But then there was the way your eyes lit up with joy after he said something stupid or how you leaned into him the other night on the couch.

How you were quick to take care of him despite him supposed to be looking out for you.

How the sound of your voice would fill him with a warmth he'd never experienced before.

It took everything in him not to have you sit on his lap this morning at breakfast to make your ex crazy jealous and that kiss before you left this morning. That had been an excuse on his part to remind himself that you were his for the remainder of today and tomorrow.

He tried to remind himself that this was just temporary and that he already had clients booked for after New Year's. He tried to remind himself that after this you would return to a semi-normal life whereas he was expected to go back to his life as Red Hood.

It would never work between the two of you.

But then he saw your smile in that photo and that's when it got so much more difficult.

His resolve crumbled, and his heart swelled.

Somehow out of the hundreds of clients he had dealt with over the past few years, you were the only one to break his resolve. You had wormed your way into his heart and he had a feeling he had done the same to you.

And the truth is he didn’t want this to be over. No matter what happened over the next two days, he couldn’t imagine just walking away from you.

He swallowed, trying to push those thoughts aside before they caused him to do something rash.

"Jason!"

He snapped his head towards where your ex was now running up to him.

Your ex was smiling as he noticed Jason's phone in his hand. "Did she find a dress?"

Jason forced a smug grin onto his face, he was going to make the best of this opportunity. "Yep."

He didn't miss the look your ex gave you. "Can I see?"

If he could hit him without ruining your sister's wedding he would. "She wants to keep it a surprise," he found himself admitting, the smirk still resting on his face.

Your ex grinned back at him but he could tell it was forced. "Ah, no worries."

He patted Jason lightly on the shoulder before continuing his walk to the chapel carrying what looked like flowers for the vase Jason was currently carrying.

"Are you coming man?"

He really wanted to punch him. "Yeah."

"So how are things?" he asked as Jason closed the distance between the two of them. "Your relationship with her I mean."

Jason held in the urge to roll his eyes at him, "Everything's good."

He nodded, "Yeah, well I should tell you before things get too serious I mean..."

Jason sighed, "What?"

Your ex had the nerve to look concerned, "She seems to have a problem with intimacy."

The words made his blood run cold and if he wasn't mistaken, he had to be talking about the reason the two of you broke up.

"I don't need advice about my relationship," Jason growled through clenched teeth.

"I'm just saying!" Your ex cried out, holding his hands up defensively. "She freaked out on me when I said we should take our relationship to the next level."

Jason scoffed, "I don't think asking your girlfriend to perform in front of you and a hundred other guys at the club is what she had in mind for the next level", he said defensively, his grip around the vase tightening.

Your ex looked surprised and Jason could see the wheels turning as he put it together that you must have told him why you broke up. “I guess I can understand why she might have told you that but it wasn't like that."

Jason glared. "I can guarantee my girlfriend would not lie to me."

Your ex had the nerve to smile. "I know you think of her as your trusted innocent girlfriend Jason, but I wouldn't believe everything she's told you."

Jason was almost certain his expression darkened and he could feel your ex take the hint.

"But you know... it's not my relationship so..." your ex continued.

Jason shook his head, unable to hide his irritation. "Yeah, you're right. It's not your relationship so kindly piss off if that's all you want to talk about."

Your ex's smile faded. "Hey come on bro-"

However, Jason didn't stay around to hear whatever he was about to say next. With that, he started making his way to the chapel opening the large barn doors to reveal the beautiful ceremony hall.

The wedding planner had outdone herself, sparing no expense.

There was no way they would be able to hide this amount of money from Penguin. Jason swore right then and there that he would be keeping an eye on you even after your business transaction was completed.

Business transaction.

He wanted to gag at the thought.

You were more than that.

Hearing footsteps behind him he turned to see your mom approaching.

Your mom walked towards him, arms extended for the vase which Jason gladly handed over.

"Thank you so much for your help," she said softly, gently patting him on the arm. "Did my daughter happen to send you a picture of her dress yet?"

Jason smiled as he remembered the red dress from the photo and how you looked breathtaking wrapped in its silk.

"She's found the perfect one," he admitted, "I would show you a picture but I have a feeling she wants to surprise you."

Your mom let out a laugh, shaking her head fondly. "Oh, that girl. She's a sweetheart that one."

She smiled up at Jason which made him feel all warm inside. He never had a present mother figure in his life and in this moment he wished he did. Your mom was so nice to him despite only meeting him a few days ago and he could tell she meant a lot to you.

He chuckled. "You've certainly done a great job raising her."

Her eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh boy, you're going to make me blush!"

She laughed again. "Now I better get going so I can see my other sweetheart get married tonight."

He nodded and watched her turn around and start heading toward the middle of the chapel.

The ceremony was supposed to happen around five-o-clock followed by a small reception with the family afterward. Since it would just be the family plus your ex and Jason, the wedding was supposed to be quick.

That would be fine with him because it meant your new brother-in-law and sister would be leaving soon and your ex would take his leave tomorrow morning. Maybe you would find some comfort in being alone with just him and your parents. Maybe you could finally relax.

He hoped that was the case. For both of your sakes.

"Are we almost ready?" Your ex said as he made his way over to Jasons side once again.

Jason looked down at his phone to see the time, "Yeah the wedding is supposed to start in an hour and I believe we brought in the last of the decorations."

"Great," Your ex replied happily, clapping his hands together. "I guess we should all head back to the house to get ready then."

Thanks to the adoptive son of a billionaire persona Jason had adapted to over the years, he had brought a suit on the trip. He never knew when a client would expect him to attend something that demanded black-tie attire.

As everyone headed back towards the car and made their way to the house, Jason was notified that you and your sister would not join everyone until the ceremony started. Something about the groom not being able to see the bride in her wedding dress.

That was perfectly fine with him because your dress deserved to be seen in action as you were going to be the first one to walk down the aisle.

Then it hit him.

You weren't walking down alone.

How could he forget?

The maid of honor always walked down the aisle on the arm of the best man.

Who happened to be your ex.

The thought alone made him sick but he knew you could handle yourself and it would only be for a few minutes then you would take your separate leave on each side of the podium.

He could handle a few minutes.

Could he?

He felt himself begin to panic as he tried desperately to stop thinking about you.

You completely took over his mind and he found himself dreaming about your hands smoothing down his suit and straightening his tie before kissing him breathlessly.

He may or may not have added a little more cologne to his neck imagining your face tucked against it as the two of you slow danced.

He even styled his hair in a way that would still look great if you just so happened to run your fingers through it.

He had a crush on you.

No, the word crush was silly.

He liked you.

That thought alone left him quiet as your family made their way back to the chapel to start the ceremony.

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ganseyth · 9 months

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can you write a oneshot of dick x female reader having a pool party at the wayne manor? and for example he would grab her from behind and jump in with her as a joke

thank you so much for your request! i hope you like what i came up with - @pinkestfloyd

It was probably the hottest day in Gotham to date.

Not that you were complaining though, because that just made it the perfect day for a pool party.

And with a pool party came a day of hanging out with your boyfriend Dick Grayson.

A very shirtless Dick Grayson.

Who was currently taking his shirt off right in front of you.

You were sitting with Cass, Steph, and Barbara planning another girl's night out before he came over to grace you with his presence.

You couldn’t help but stare at him as he started taking off his shirt.

You would never get used to the many muscles that spanned across his body from his time at the circus and as a vigilante.

His arms however had to be your favorite part. You loved how they flexed when he would pull you to his chest in bed or how they could hold you for what felt like hours and never grow tired.

Catching your stare he sent you his trademark smile.

"See something you like?" He teased, and you tried not to roll your eyes as he flexed.

You laughed. "Maybe?"

He smiled sweetly at you as he made his way over.

"Maybe?" He pouted.

"Ok, maybe a little."

He chuckled as he leaned down to kiss your head gently.

"I can take that." He glanced between the four of you. "Are you guys getting in?"

He motioned to the pool that was filled with all of your friends.

Jason and Roy were playing a game of chicken with Damien and Wally on their backs. Tim from what you could see was trying to take a nap on a shaded pool float.

Artemis and Megan were playing what looked like a small volleyball game with Conner and Duke trading as referees.

It really was the perfect day for a pool party and you were glad everyone was able to make it.

It had become really hard lately to find a day when everyone could hang out at the manor.

Alfred had been ecstatic when Dick had told him about the party. From what Dick had told you, the butler had been working on different sandwiches for the past two days.

The man was indeed the best of the best.

Even Bruce had come by at some point to say hello. You could still remember the shocked look on his face when he saw Damian tackle Wally into the pool.

He had somehow caught the Speedster off-guard which is why they were now trying to settle the matter in a chicken fight of all things.

You looked back to your boyfriend. "Maybe in a little bit. We are trying to handle some pretty important girl business right now."

He nodded as he dropped another kiss on your head, "If these three can convince you to wear something like that little black dress you wore last week on your girl's night then feel free to plan whatever you want."

You blushed at the memory of his eyes trailing over your body when you arrived home that night. You blushed even harder when you remembered how quickly he threw the dress on your bedroom floor.

Dick seemed to notice your reaction because he tilted your head up and kissed your lips before doing a cartwheel and what seemed to be a somersault into the pool.

You rolled your eyes at his theatrics and continued planning.

Barbara suggested the four of you go to a newer nightclub that Black Canary would be performing at and Steph seconded the idea as long as you could finish the night at Bat Burger with some milkshakes.

You made a note to remember to pick something up for Dick before you got home.

You continued to talk details before it became very clear Dick missed your company.

You watched in amusement as he sent you the saddest puppy dog face which was the fifth one this evening.

After bidding farewell to the girls and agreeing to text after the party you made your way over to the pool to dip your feet in.

"What are you doing all the way over there?" Dick said as he swam between your legs to rest his chin on your thigh.

"I just wanted to get my feet wet." You responded sweetly. "I don't feel like getting in yet."

Dick groaned but smiled up at you anyway. "Fine. But when this next game of volleyball starts then you're on my team."

"Deal," you said, "I think I'll go inside and see if Alfred has any more of those sandwiches he was talking about. You know, to get some energy before the match."

Dick nodded as you moved to stand on the side of the pool.

"You know what, I'll join you," he responded, hopping swiftly out of the pool. "Race you." And with that, he took off in the direction of the patio without waiting for an answer.

You grinned as you followed him.

As soon as you caught up to him and got a sandwich you realized just how tired you were. Today had been a great day but the sun definitely wore you out.

Walking hand in hand with Dick back to the pool you squeezed his hand.

"I think I'll just stick to watching the volleyball game. Today has worn me out."

Dick's halted in response. "You sure?" He asked as he took in your tired state. "Because I think I have something that could wake you up."

You looked up at him curiously. "What?"

Instead of answering, Dick lifted you over his shoulder and began walking towards the pool.

You squealed. "Richard John Grayson let me down!"

But he didn't stop until he reached the edge of the pool. You squirmed trying to figure out how to get out of his grip.

"Alright, sweetheart I'll let you down!"

And with that, you were dumped into the water.

You gasped in shock for a moment before Dick jumped in behind you and quickly grabbed you by your waist. He even had the nerve to tug you against him so you couldn't get out.

You glared daggers at your boyfriend who was laughing at your reaction.

With a sly grin, he pulled you closer before kissing you on the lips. "Are you awake now?"

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ganseyth · 9 months

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The Date

PREVIOUS PART | MASTERLIST | NEXT PART

Part: 11

Pairing: Jason Todd x Female Reader

Length: 1.8k

Warnings: none

Note: this chapter may be a bit boring as its more of a filler chapter but i hope you like it nonetheless - ALSO this next chapter will more than likely be in Jason's POV - once again thank you for all the love :)

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You were going to throw up.

Or maybe cry.

Either way, this was your own personal hell.

If Jason wasn't holding your hand you would have already run upstairs to pack your bag and book it back to Gotham.

Unfortunately, that wasn't happening. So instead you just let yourself be pulled towards your seat by Jason.

A fake smile resting on your face.

The same one you planned on wearing for the rest of the day.

"How are you?" you asked your ex-boyfriend, squeezing Jason's hand as he sat down next to you.

You didn't even want to acknowledge him but it was your sister's big day so you could be civil.

He shrugged in response, "Fine. Business is booming."

You forced yourself to smile and nod before responding, "Good for you."

You couldn't believe that you just said that. If business was booming then that meant Gotham was becoming a more dangerous place for women.

"How long do you plan on being here?" Jason asked suddenly, his hand never leaving yours.

Your ex looked directly at you, making you swallow nervously. "Ah yes, your new boyfriend."

You could feel everyone's stares burning holes through you wondering what was going to happen next.

"You know it's polite to look someone in the eyes when they ask you a question," Jason responded calmly, his thumb brushing over the inside of your wrist as he spoke.

It was clear that Jason wasn't going to take it easy on him.

"Apologies," your ex conceded, looking Jason in the eye. "I plan on staying for the rest of the night and leaving in the morning." He paused, "Unless you'd rather me go now."

There was no mistaking the tone of his voice, he was trying to play the victim.

Before you could answer, there was a laugh from your sister.

"Jeez guys!" she said looking between the three of you, "It's my special day and you guys are ruining all the fun!"

She pointedly looked around, "Besides the wedding planner is coming in an hour and everyone needs to help out."

"Of course" your ex replied, giving her an award-winning smile. "I'm sure we will all be happy to help. Right, Jason?"

Jason nodded, "Of course."

And then your father cut in, "Yes, well let's eat this amazing meal my wife made."

You smiled gratefully at him.

You could tell that your mother was happy being complimented.

As breakfast continued the conversation stuck to wedding plans and what everyone would be tasked with.

Your parents would help decorate the small chapel down the road while Jason, your ex, and your sister's fiancé would do all the heavy lifting.

You were tasked with helping your sister get ready and help with any last-minute details.

Your sister had been adamant that you were her maid of honor and therefore you had to get a new dress that your parents were more than happy to pay for.

You were excited about finding something pretty but you were worried about leaving Jason alone with the other two.

Especially considering that your ex had been glaring at him all morning.

Jason, as if sensing the stress that was now radiating off of you, squeezed your hand gently before leaning over to whisper in your ear.

"I'm a big boy," he said with a mischievous smirk, "I'll be able to handle myself."

Relief flooded through you at the gesture and you gave him a small nod.

Your dad sighed heavily from across the table. "Well, I believe if everyone is finished then we should probably get to work."

You nodded in agreement before getting up to help your mom with the dishes as everyone else helped clear the table.

As soon as the last dish was put away you ran upstairs to grab your purse letting your sister know you'd be down in a second.

Once you got downstairs, Jason was standing by the door waiting for you.

"Are you good?" he asked quietly.

You nodded, "Yeah. I'll send you a picture of my dress."

You made a grab for the door to meet your sister in her car outside but Jason stopped you.

You froze in place as he grabbed your wrist pulling you closer to him. "Don't leave yet," he murmured. His breath ghosted over your lips making you shiver. Jason's hand slid up to rest against your cheek. "You have to kiss your boyfriend goodbye."

A smile tugged at the corners of your mouth as you turned your face up to him. Jason leaned down, capturing your lips gently. The kiss was sweet and you were surprised how easy it was to kiss him since you had only kissed him on the lips once before.

After a moment or so, Jason broke away and smiled down at you lovingly. "I'll see you later."

"Okay," you said, unable to keep a wide grin off of your face.

You left the house walking towards your sister's car. Once you were sitting in the passenger seat she turned to you smiling brightly.

"I'm surprised that your boyfriend let you out of his sight?"

"Yes he..." You trailed off thinking about what to say. "He tends to be a bit clingy."

You almost laughed as the image of Jason following you around like a puppy came to mind.

"He loves you," your sister said, pulling out of the driveway and onto the main access road. "I can see it in the disgusting way he looks at you."

You shook your head at her words, knowing full well that she was wrong. You had hired the man for heaven's sake. There was no way he thought of you as anything but a client.

But could you say the same? Jason was the perfect boyfriend. He was attentive, caring, nice to your parents and he loved to read.

What wasn't there to love?

Love?

Did you love Jason?

You honestly didn't think so. Sure you wanted to spend time with him and hang out together.

After this whole fake dating thing, you had hoped the two of you could become friends and occasionally go to the bookstore together laughing about the time you hired him for the holidays.

But love?

"I don't know," you finally whispered, breaking your thoughts.

"Oh stop being so negative," your sister retorted, rolling her eyes at you. "I see the way you look at him and it's obvious you guys feel the same way about each other. I mean even your ex noticed it this morning at breakfast. I guess you're not after his money after all."

You opened your mouth to object but the words caught in your throat. She was right. You did like him. Maybe not love but you didn't want your fake relationship to be over. You wanted it to be real and you most definitely weren't in it for the money.

"We're here," she said as she parked the car in front of a small dress store.

As you both walked inside you noticed the store was filled with all kinds of dresses.

You decided this was going to take longer than you thought.

As your sister approached the woman at the cash register you followed closely behind.

"Can I help you, sweetheart?" The lady at the counter asked with a warm smile.

"Oh yes ma'am," your sister said smiling sweetly, "I believe I have a dress put on hold. It should be under the name Penguin."

The sales later stiffened at the name. She stared at you for a moment before turning back to look at your sister with a smile.

"Oh yes! We received it this morning."

"Excellent," your sister replied, flashing the woman a quick smile. "I'd like to try it on to show my sister."

"Sure honey. Let me go get it while the two of you sit in the dressing area."

Your sister led you over to the changing room where you took a seat on the sofa. She started talking, explaining everything that she knew about the dress and how your ex was more than happy to get her anything she wanted.

You smiled through it all, nodding along at every word she said as the sales lady made her way back with the dress on a rack.

It was stunning. But it most definitely cost a fortune. A fortune that would come back to bite them.

"This one's gorgeous," the saleswoman said proudly, holding the white dress out for your sister to see.

"I know right!" Your sister said happily.

"It's stunning." You said politely to your sister. "You'll be the prettiest bride."

She gave you a warm smile and headed towards the dressing room to try it on.

You stayed where you were on the couch as you heard your phone chime in your bag beside you.

Quickly reaching into the bag you pulled out the phone and saw a text from Jason.

Jason: Find a dress?

You laughed at the text. Did he think dress shopping was that easy?

You: We've only been here for 20 minutes!

Jason: That seems like enough time.

You: Men

Jason: Don't "men" me :(

You: "Boys" ;)

You grinned as you waited for his reply. However, your phone was long forgotten when your sister stepped out of the dressing room.

Looking at the beautiful white dress your sister wore, you couldn't help but gasp in awe. It was one thing to see the dress on a hanger but when your sister wore it, you thought it was specifically made for her and only her.

"It's amazing isn't it?" your sister asked, taking notice of your reaction.

"Wow..." you breathed, trying to contain your amazement. "This dress was meant for you."

Your sister chuckled softly, "I bet we could find you something just as pretty. But not too pretty."

You looked up into her eyes, "I don't think anything could upstage that."

Your sister shook her head slightly, "No I guess not." She paused briefly before waving the sales lady down to put the dress in its garment bag.

Once that was all said and done and your sister was changed back into her normal clothes she turned toward you.

"I'm thinking we get you a red dress," she mused looking at the red hoodie you were wearing, "I'm sure Jason would approve and didn’t you ex like the color red?"

You blushed at the thought of dressing up for Jason but you froze at the thought of your ex. You wouldn’t be dressing for him.

You thought back to Jason. What would his reaction be if you walked down the aisle wearing a red tight-fitting floor-length dress?

It had to be red.

"Red it is," you agreed.

Your sister smirked knowingly as she linked her arm with yours, leading you around the store.

It probably took around an hour and a half until you found what you were looking for.

After trying it on you decided it was the one. It was a dark red dress with a plunging but modest neckline and thin straps that fit snugly. You were a little nervous about the slit but when you showed your sister she swore you had to get it.

Before exiting the dressing room you snapped a picture and sent it to Jason hoping he would like it.

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i absolutely love the date series! can i please be added to the taglist?🫶

thank you!! and yes i will be sure to add you :))

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The Date

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Part: 10

Pairing: Jason Todd x Female Reader

Length: 2.0k

Warnings: none

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Your face fell.

You had known this would happen eventually but you hadn't been expecting it to happen tomorrow.

You weren’t even sure how to feel. It wasn’t like you didn’t want your sister to be happy but you had hoped that this thing with her fiancé would fizzle out before things got serious.

But apparently, that hadn’t been the case.

You sighed and looked at them. “How is that going to work? I mean planning a wedding is hard work."

Your sister shrugged looking at her fiancé. "His work said they could cover the expenses and all the last-minute details!"

"And you think that's a good idea? To be in Penguin's debt?" You asked your brother-in-law.

He raised an eyebrow at you then smiled. "I don't think it's any of your concern," he began, "don't you want your sister to have the wedding of her dreams?"

You opened your mouth to respond but stopped yourself. He was right and yet it still felt wrong. You knew her happiness was important but to be in Penguins debt was not something to take lightly.

Before you could voice your concerns again Jason spoke up.

"She's just looking out for you guys," he told them. "Penguin is not someone to mess with."

"Yeah, we know that," your sister said. "But don't worry, our little mutual friend is making sure Penguin doesn't notice the expenses."

Your eyes widened. Mutual friend? She didn't mean your ex did she? The thought alone made you feel sick.

Jason as if reading your thoughts wrapped his arm around your stomach from where you leaned against him. "So I take it this mutual friend will be coming to the wedding?"

Your brother-in-law turned back to you smiling. "Do you object to the idea?"

"No," you answered quickly, feeling awkward about all this. In truth the thought of him being anywhere near you made you want to scream. But you knew no matter what you said he would still be coming.

"Good," your sister said, "because he'll be here first thing in the morning."

"Oh great," you said, pulling away from Jason to stand. "Well then I guess we should all get ready for bed if we have to get up early to plan," you said motioning to Jason, "Ready?"

He stood too, taking hold of your hand and squeezing it. "Yep."

"Great," you said, turning toward the stairs, "goodnight everybody."

"Hey," your sister called and you stopped turning back to look at her, "this is going to be so much fun."

You nodded smiling despite wanting nothing more than to run upstairs and hide until the wedding was over.

You quickly made your way up the stairs and into your shared bedroom before Jason shut the door behind you.

Once inside you sat down on the bed trying to process everything that just happened. After taking several deep breaths you forced yourself to look at Jason who had yet to say anything.

"Do you think I'm a terrible sister?" you started cautiously, "I mean what kind of person doesn't want their sister to get married."

"No." He shook his head. "I think you're a great sister for not wanting her to get married to that snake."

You blinked surprised by his words. "You do?"

"Yes," he replied, moving over to sit next to you on the bed. "The guy is a dick and his work will only bring about all kinds of trouble."

"And what am I going to do about my ex," you asked worriedly. Jason hadn't seemed to react to the news and you needed to know where he stood on the matter.

He smiled gently, placing a reassuring hand on your arm. "Don't worry about him. If he tries anything I'll be right here to help you out. That is my job after all."

How could you forget? You basically paid him for this exact situation.

He paused. "Besides I doubt the guy will try anything after taking one look at me."

He chuckled and you couldn't help giggling as well.

"Thank you," you told him sincerely. "I owe you big time."

"Anytime," he said, squeezing your arm once more before getting off the bed to get ready to sleep.

You watched in silence as he made his way back to the bed before going to get ready yourself.

As you made your way back to bed you watched as Jason slid himself into bed. You realized that his actions had become familiar to you. The way he kicked off the sheets before pulling the covers up to his waist and then turning around to adjust his pillows to lean against the headboard. You liked that you knew his routine.

It helped you relax.

He must have sensed you staring because he turned to look at you once more, smiling slightly. "You're staring."

"Oh right," you whispered back, "sorry."

You blushed embarrassed by your reaction.

"Go to sleep," you added gesturing towards him with your hand.

He smirked at you before closing his eyes, still leaning against the headboard. "Ok."

You stared at him in disbelief. "What are you doing?"

"Sleeping."

"Jay!” You exclaimed.

"Yes?" He replied, opening his eyes.

"I meant to lay down and go to sleep," you protested.

He raised an eyebrow at you, "I could tell you to do the same thing."

You groaned. "I won’t be able to sleep."

"I can help with that." He said, pushing himself upright. You looked at him with disbelief.

"How?" you questioned.

He grinned at you before reaching forward to pull you down so you were lying underneath him. "Comfortable?" He asked.

For a second you considered telling him no just to see what happened. Then, remembering your current predicament you decided to look at his face, or more importantly his lips.

As if knowing your eyes were on his mouth his smile widened as he leaned forward.

"Go to bed." He whispered across your lips.

Then he moved away from you, sliding back under the covers. A moment later he was turned on his side fast asleep.

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You woke to the sound of your mom making food downstairs. It felt like a normal Christmas morning as you smelt the sweet scent of cinnamon cocoa your mom always made on Christmas. Then you remembered the events of last night.

Today was the day of the wedding.

Your sister was getting married.

Today.

Your ex was coming.

Your ex was going to meet Jason.

You were going to see the one person you swore to never set eyes on again.

Your hands gripped the comforter beneath you as you struggled with your emotions. You felt nauseous.

You hated feeling so unsettled. It only proved that he still had some form of power over you.

Sliding out of bed you made your way into the restroom to get ready. As you brushed your teeth you wondered what you would wear to the wedding. Your sister probably had some preference concerning color.

You pulled your hair back into a ponytail and let your fingers run down your face as you chewed on your bottom lip anxiously.

You took a deep breath and exited the bathroom to find Jason sitting against the headboard.

It was only then you remembered what had occurred between the two of you last night. It wasn't very fake boyfriend of him.

"Sleep well?" you said, sending a knowing look to Jason.

He glanced up at you smiling, not showing any remorse for his actions last night. "Like a babe."

Now your cheeks grew red as you avoided his gaze. "I think we should ask Alfred to send that emergency jet he talked about on the phone," you suggested turning around to make your way to the closet.

You stopped in your tracks as Jason let out a laugh.

"Did he really say that?" He asked, grinning.

You smiled. "Yes, and I'm very tempted to take him up on that offer."

"That sounds like him," he continued chuckling, "but we don't need to do that. Today will be fine."

As he spoke you could feel yourself relax a little. Maybe today would be ok. At least you didn't have to take this on alone.

With that last thought you pulled open the closet door and took a look at your clothing before turning back to Jason.

"Can I wear one of your sweatshirts?" you asked innocently. "I think it would make today a whole lot better."

"Sure." He laughed, shaking his head. "I'm all for making your ex jealous today."

Turning around you went in search of a hoodie. Once finding a nice red one you picked it up along with a pair of your favorite leggings. Before heading back to the bathroom to change, you shot one glance at Jason who was scrolling through his phone.

You tried to ignore the butterflies in your stomach as you thought about him seeing you in his sweatshirt. You hurriedly changed, feeling more confident as the warmth of his giant hoodie covered you.

When you walked back into the room he looked up. His eyes swept slowly over you and for a second you swore there was a hint of hunger in his eyes.

"I like that color on you," he said.

"Thanks." You replied shyly, hoping he didn't see the blush making its way up your face.

Jason got off the bed and made his way to the closet to grab what you assumed was the other hoodie he brought and some sweatpants.

Giving you another stomach-turning smile he then made his way into the bathroom to get ready.

Once again you found yourself wondering how the day was going to go and what you were going to say to your ex when you saw him.

What did you even say to someone you once promised to love forever?

You snapped out of your thoughts when Jason exited the bathroom.

A small grin grew on your face as you realized Jason was wearing a hoodie identical to the one you had on. "Wow Jay, if I didn't know any better I'd think you wanted us to match on purpose."

His cheeks colored at your remark before moving to open the door.

You followed close behind him and closed the door behind you as you made your way down the stairs.

"Good morning you two!" your mother called as she came into view with her arms full of Christmas donuts.

Jason grinned. "Merry Christmas! Do you need help with anything?"

She chuckled as she took in your matching appearances. "No dear, I'm just about done setting the table."

She began to walk towards the dining room while you followed closely behind. Before you could take a step further your mom stopped you just out of earshot of who you assumed was the rest of your family.

"He's in there," she said, looking between the two of you. “I just wanted to let you know so you didn't go in blind," she insisted before adding softly, "I'm sorry honey." She said with a small frown.

Your eyes widened. "Don't be mom. It's all in the past."

She nodded sadly before offering you a smile. "It's a good thing Jason's here."

"I know," you replied, glancing over at him. "My knight in shining armor."

She chuckled lightly at your comment before nodding. "Well, I'll give you two a second." She said before disappearing into the dining room.

You waited until you heard your mom announce the two of you would arrive shortly before turning to face Jason. You were surprised to feel tears making their way onto your face.

However, Jason quickly wiped them away before wrapping his arms tightly around you.

"It's going to be ok," he whispered into your hair.

You returned the embrace squeezing tightly into him. "Thank you."

He squeezed your arm before pulling away from you and nodding towards the dining room.

"Ready?" he asked.

You managed a weak smile. "I guess so."

He took your hand gently pulling you into the room where the rest of your family was waiting.

You felt confident as you entered the room with Jason standing in front of you. However, it soon dissolved into unease as the first person you spotted was your ex who was sitting where Jason had sat last night.

As soon as he saw you, you tried to look away.

However, his piercing eyes locked onto yours, causing you to shiver slightly.

"Hey beautiful," he called to you, causing you to freeze. "I'm so happy to see you again."

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The Date

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Part: 9

Pairing: Jason Todd x Female Reader

Length: 2.7k

Warnings: mention of stalking, minor swearing

basically everything jason says in this chapter about bruce and batman and his injury is all a lie to some degree - he’s just making it up as he goes to protect their secret identities- hope you enjoy!

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When you woke up, there was a steady hand moving up and down your back. You opened your eyes slowly, blinking up at Jason while he read what appeared to be Jane Eyre.

His hand stopped when he noticed you looking at him.

"How long was I out?" You asked pretending not to notice that his hand was still on your back.

He looked down at you with a grin, "About an hour."

You sat up and stretched, letting his hand fall from your body.

"How's your head?" you asked, sitting up to get a good look at him. He had dark circles underneath his eyes but other than that he seemed to be fine despite his injury.

He shrugged, running a hand through his hair, briefly touching the bump on his head. "It'll take more than a little head injury to take me down."

"How could I forget," you said poking him in his ribs, "you're invincible Mr. Bodyguard."

"Well, I wouldn't say that." He smiled.

"Are my parents home yet?" You asked, reaching for your phone to check the time.

It was only half past five. They were probably getting ready to make Christmas Eve Dinner.

He nodded. "Yeah. They got here about thirty minutes ago."

You hummed, glancing around the room. You really didn't want to get out of bed yet.

"Do you think my parents will get mad if we skip dinner…" you groaned, leaning back onto your pillow with your arms crossed against your chest.

Jason laughed. "I don't think they're going to enjoy being left alone with your sister and her fiancé," he answered.

You sighed again. "I wouldn't want to subject them to that kind of torture…" you mumbled.

"Speaking of your sisters' fiancé…" He replied, bumping his shoulder against yours. "Do you want to tell me what happened before I came downstairs this morning?"

You hesitated. "What do you mean?"

The smirk on his face told you everything you needed to know. "Don't act like you don't know."

You sighed again. "It was just an argument."

"About?"

"My ex and his…" you replied quietly. "Well just him being a creep."

"We already knew that though." He raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "What'd he say?"

Your lips twisted into a frown. "If I tell you then you'll have to tell me what your panic attack earlier was about."

You knew it was a low blow as that was his business, but two could play at this game. You had no intention of pushing the issue but if he happened to take the deal then it wouldn't matter because, in some twisted way, it was his decision to spill.

Jason considered it for a minute. "Deal," he said finally.

You took a deep breath.

"He's keeping tabs on me." You admitted thinking back to this morning. "My sister's fiancé is his little spy."

"That son of a bitch." His voice was quiet.

"And he-" Your voice broke off into silence. How could you tell him your ex had a target on his back? "He is keeping tabs on you as well. I'm so sorry-"

He cut you off. "Don't apologize, love," he said, taking your hands in his. "None of this is your fault. He's just some dumb prick with a stalking problem."

"But-"

He shook his head. "He can't touch me if that's what you're worried about."

"But-"

He shook his head again. "He doesn't scare me." There was a hint of anger in his tone. "I've dealt with worse than him."

You looked at his face and wondered how many times as a bodyguard he had gotten physical with his client's angry partners.

Still, his confidence gave you some hope.

"Okay, so what about you?" you asked tentatively, not wanting to push him too hard because it was his medical history after all.

He frowned. "It's a difficult story to tell so I'll just let you know the basics."

He paused and took a breath before continuing.

"Before Bruce took me in I was just some kid on the street looking for my next meal," he let out a small laugh, "I was in the wheels business as the kids like to call it."

You raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"A lot of kids try to steal tires off of any new cars in the area to earn a little bit of cash." He continued. "It wasn't much money but it helped when you had gone days without food."

Your stomach sank, you couldn't imagine a young starving Jason roaming the streets.

"I worked one job that looking at it now was just the pure spite of an eleven-year-old," he laughed, "oh man you should have seen the look on Batman's face when he realized a kid had stolen a tire off of the Batmobile."

You let out a shocked laugh. "No, you didn't!"

"Oh yeah," he snorted. "Even Bruce to this day swears Batman told him to keep his cars far away from me."

You smiled. "So I take it Batman left you in the care of Bruce?"

He smiled sadly. "Yeah. Can't say it was the best decision but it was nice to have a place to stay and a family to hang out with."

He paused again. "Four years after that night I had gotten in a pretty bad accident."

You gave him a sympathetic look. You hated it when kids got hurt, you had seen your fair share of injuries in the past few years from kids living in Gotham.

"Anyway, I had snuck out of the manor one night to go in search of my birth mom. It was a mistake. Turns out she wasn't who I thought she was and a gang of thugs picked me up."

Jason glanced over to you as you let out a gasp. "They beat the shit out of me and left me outside until Bruce tracked me down."

You reached for his hand, hoping to offer some comfort.

He squeezed your hand gently. "The doctors said that I had a pretty bad head injury and we found out that I would experience some pretty bad panic attacks as a result."

You nodded. "So earlier… when you hit your head you were sent back to that night?"

"Pretty much," he nodded. "But I've been able to snap out of it pretty fast."

"Oh Jason I'm so sorry," you didn't know what else to say.

"Don't worry about it, love." He said with a shrug. "So what does your family usually do for Christmas Eve?"

You smiled slightly. "My mom is more than likely making a feast downstairs as we speak."

"Sounds amazing." He grinned gently patting his stomach. "I'm starving."

You felt guilty that you forgot to ask him if he was hungry earlier and you knew he was too nice to go wandering around the house looking for a snack.

"There's also going to be a gift exchange after dinner," you sighed thinking back to how you didn't get Jason anything, "it's sort of a tradition for couples to get each other something. I can't believe I forgot all about it."

"Don't worry." He said as he got up from the bed to walk towards his suitcase. "I picked myself out a little present on your behalf."

You smiled. "Thanks."

You watched as he pulled out a small gift with parchment paper wrapping. As he walked back across the room he handed you the package which you noticed was in the shape of a book. He leaned against the edge of the bed watching as you carefully removed the tape to see what was inside.

Your eyes widened as you looked down at what you'd opened in confusion. "You got yourself a book?"

"Not exactly."

You hummed softly as you examined the cover of the novel. You then realized it wasn't a novel at all but a leather journal.

"Wow," you breathed softly. "Jason this is stunning. Do you like to write?"

He smiled. "I consider myself to be an aspiring artist of sorts."

You turned to look at him. "Really?"

He nodded. "I use them to write and draw whatever comes to me at a certain moment."

"Then this is the perfect gift," you smiled brightly. "I can't believe I got this for you. I must be some amazing girlfriend."

He chuckled. "It's almost like I picked it out myself."

You furrowed your eyebrows. "Wait then what did you get me?"

He shrugged. "You'll just have to wait and see."

"Jason!" you whined.

"Sorry sweetheart but you'll just have to wait and see tonight."

You rolled your eyes as you turned back to the journal and started wrapping it up again. You couldn't help but feel curious as to what the mysterious gift Jason had got for you. I mean he didn't really know you so it had to be a gift card or maybe a gift basket of lotion that everyone seemed to get around the holidays.

As you finished wrapping the package you handed it back to Jason who placed it back on the bed.

"Do you think we should go downstairs?" you asked.

"I think that depends," he said with a smirk.

"On what?"

"Are you ready to go downstairs?" He pressed.

You hesitated. "If we have to."

Jason nodded as you stood up from bed grabbing the present to bring it downstairs to put under the tree. He followed suit and grabbed another smaller present from his bag. Before you could snoop any further he placed it in his pocket and headed towards the stairs.

You followed close behind with a smile on your face as your realized both of you were in your pajamas.

You made it downstairs and to the kitchen where your mom had just finished setting the table. She turned to look at the two of you curiously.

"Don't you two look cute!” She said excitedly. "And please go put those presents in the living room."

The both of you put your presents under the tree before taking your seats at the table. You noticed he didn't mention his injury so you decided to leave it alone. Your parents had been too busy at the time to notice why you left in a hurry.

You watched as your other family members quickly made it to the table ready to eat. Your mom had taken it upon herself to sit next to Jason which was a blessing in disguise and your dad took the seat across from her, your sister and her fiancé following suit so that your sister sat in front of you and her fiancé in front of Jason.

There was a quick glare sent from Jason to your future brother-in-law but you ignored it. Jason could scare him all he wanted and you were happy to let him.

Surprisingly enough it was quite a nice family meal even if your sister kept glancing at you and Jason with a smirk. You tried your best not to notice that she kept staring as Jason was talking and taking note of every time he nudged your knee under the table. It didn't take long for her to get caught when your mother commented on her plate still being very full despite having sat at the table for the past hour.

After the dinner was over you helped your dad clear the dishes from the table as your mom announced she would be starting a fire in the living room to help keep the house warm.

When the fire was lit and the table was clear Jason came up behind you and whispered into your ear. "Do you want to sit on my lap?"

You blushed lightly before nodding slowly, giving yourself a second to prepare for the PDA you were about to show in front of your family. As you both sat down on the couch he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you to his chest. You leaned back into him resting your head on his shoulder.

As the two of you continued to cuddle together your mom announced that she would play Santa and went to grab the gifts everyone had placed under the tree. You raised your brow questioningly at your sister as you noticed she and her fiancé didn't have any gifts for each other.

She just smiled back in return.

You looked between them and frowned knowing whatever they had planned couldn't be good.

You felt a small chuckle behind you and glanced at Jason who was smiling. He leaned forward and gave you a quick kiss on the cheek.

"That can't be good."

Before your could answer your mother handed you the small box Jason had gotten you and the parchment-wrapped gift he had gotten for himself.

You glanced from the box to your mother who was now seated on the couch next to your dad.

She nodded towards your dad as he held a small box in his hands.

"You can go first, honey."

He slowly unwrapped the gift from your mom only to reveal a new mug for your dad to add to his collection. Your mom then in turn opened her gift from your dad to reveal a lovely crochet scarf. Once they shared a brief kiss which you had to admit was cute they gestured towards you to open your gifts.

"Open mine first Jason."

He smirked before opening the gift. He gasped slightly to add some dramatic flare and pulled out the journal he had secretly picked out for himself.

You couldn't help but laugh as he flipped through the pages pointing out to your mom all the specific details that went into its design. After he gave you a small kiss on your nose he nodded toward his gift sitting in your lap.

You opened it slowly trying not to seem too eager in figuring out what he had picked out before he met you.

Once you saw what was inside your eyes found his.

"Jason?"

"Yes sweetheart?" He said leaning back against the couch.

You shook your head and laughed softly. You couldn't believe what you were looking at. Inside the small box was the prettiest necklace you had ever seen. It was a small thin gold chain with a beautiful pearl resting in the middle. It had to have cost a small fortune and the craftmanship alone was breathtaking.

He smiled softly at you. "Do you want me to put it on you?"

"Yeah," you said breathlessly, still trying to find the words to express your gratitude.

Lifting your hair you allowed Jason to slip the necklace over your neck. You felt your heart pounding as the necklace rested perfectly against your throat. The feeling of something so extravagant around your neck was overwhelming, to say the least.

Once it was clasped you turned to face him.

"Thank you," you said softly.

He simply nodded in response before placing a small peck on your lips. You both turned to your family and took in their lovely expressions.

Your mom looked at Jason with so much love in her eyes you almost came close to coming clean about the whole situation.

"Jason it's beautiful," she breathed happily. "My daughter is so lucky to have someone like you in her life."

You found yourself agreeing with the statement as you leaned back against his chest. You smiled as he wrapped his arm around your waist and placed a small kiss on the top of your head.

"Ok our turn," you heard your sister say as she reached for the envelope you had seen earlier. She handed it to your parents before reaching for her fiancé's hand. "It's from the both of us!"

Your parents shared a look while reading the contents before turning back to your sister.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes!" She answered enthusiastically.

They shared a smile before handing the envelope back to them.

"What is it?" You said, annoyed that they had yet to announce what was going on.

Your sister grinned at you and you could've sworn her fiancé smirked at Jason.

"We're getting married tomorrow!"

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