CHAPTER ONE / MASTERLIST / Subscribe on AO3
Pairing: Jason Todd/Non-binary!Reader
Summary: Something hunts Jason from the shadows and its wearing the face of that God forsaken clown.
Running from trouble, you just want a moment to catch your breath and lay low.
But life’s a tricky thing, isn’t it? The stars above Gotham align just so, throwing you into the path swathed with moody red and wicked sharp tongues.
And too be fair, you’ve never been good at staying on the straight and narrow.
Tags: Non-binary Reader, Dick and Reader are Roma, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Fluff and Angst, Body Horror, Post Arkham Knight, jason goes to therapy fr, do i project my disabilities onto everyone? yes i do, i make dc and marvel kiss a little, i just love writing about jason learning to give and accept love
Word Count: 8432
“So, do you want pizza as a thanks?” you offered. “Although we’re even now.”
Jason tapped his helmet.
You frowned. The look you gave almost made him laugh, too—it rivalled Alfred’s are you fucking stupid? face.
“I know,” you said, your brows still furrowed. It was shaken off as you reached up to the bedside table and pulled down a wad of tissues. Laying them out, you placed a few slices onto the ‘plate.’
“Take the box.” You held it out to him.
Unbeknownst to you, Jason’s expression pinched. “Don’t eat on the floor,” he muttered, crossing the small space to claim the leftover pizza. You rolled your eyes.
“Sorry, I’ll just go get my finest china out of my backpack.”
The two of you stared at each other in silence for a moment, scrutinising one another. A few seconds passed before you smirked and ducked your head, finding your own joke funny. He wouldn’t admit it if he did too.
