HOW!! HOW DID YOU MAKE A MILKSHAKE HOT!!!!!
The way I keep getting these comments when I literally drew his ass in the most cartoonish, simple and boring way possible, yall wild 😭😭😭
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six in the morning.
jason todd x gender neutral reader. 503 words.
notes: requested by the lovely @jason-redhood for my blogiversary celebration how was may so long ago???
i hope you enjoy, lovely <3
warnings: none i can think of!
"c'mon, bedtime."
he chuckled before speaking quietly. "what am i, five?'
"jason," you said firmly, moving around his chair to lean against the table, effectively blocking the lamp from shining on the papers in his hand. "it's six in the morning."
his brow twitched ever so slightly, subtly confirming your belief that he had lost track of time. he sighed, leaning back in his chair and dropping the papers unceremoniously beside you before looking up to meet your gaze. "okay."
"which is bedtime."
"then go to bed."
"i was in bed. i slept."
he smiled, a charming thing- sweet eyes steady, tanned cheeks squishing upwards, lips elegantly curling- and you fought the urge to roll your eyes. "i'm so glad, gorgeous. did you sleep well?"
"well enough to know when you're trying to distract me."
"hey," time for stage two: the chair slid back, and suddenly your boyfriend was the picture of innocent concern as he stood up and gently slid his hands onto your hips. "i'm not allowed to ask about your rest?"
you welcomed his touch with a warm hum, bringing your own hands to his chest. "not as a misdirection, no."
he hesitated, watching your eyes for a moment. "it wasn't just a misdirection."
'i know," you said quietly, "that you care about me, jason. i'm asking you to care about yourself, here."
"i do."
"weird way of showing it."
"i was working."
"and i think it's time to be done."
he looked past you towards the window with a hint of a glare in his eyes, almost as if trying to intimidate the sun into reversing its rise. the thought made nearly made you laugh- nearly.
you fought to bite back the sound. this was serious business.
you couldn't show weakness, not when he was so close to giving in. not when his shoulders had softened ever-so-slightly, and you could see him weighing his options.
"hm..."
"hm?"
"are you going back to bed?"
"only if you are. i was hoping to get an hour or so of sleep next to you before i start my day," you responded, voice gentle and hopeful before it shifted into something more serious. "but if you really need to get more done, i understand, jason."
he hummed appreciatively, glancing from you to the papers littering the table and back again. "i can probably afford an hour or so."
"perfect," you grinned, pulling back and dropping your hands to the small of his back. "then you-" you pulled and pushed gently, prompting him to turn around, and he humored you- "put your work away, and i'll go make sure i didn't kick the pillows across the room when i got up."
he let you push him towards the table, your hands lingering near his spine as you kissed the back of his neck before muttering quietly.
"thank you."
"mhm. i'll be right in, try not to fall asleep before i get there."
"guess you'd better hurry, then, handsome," you called, heading towards the bedroom.
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