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You had the night off for once. A blizzard had hit Gotham out of nowhere (for once without any nefarious plots involved), and the entire city was at a stand-still. As in no crime in sight. As in there were no bats needed to patrol tonight due to said lack of crime. Meaning you had one Jason Todd all to yourself since Damian was trapped at the manor with the rest of the family.
Now if only he’d get off the phone with Roy and Kori so you could enjoy it …
Pushing yourself up off the couch, you moved to implement the scheme that was steadily forming in your head. First, you lit a few candles in the living room. Romantic atmosphere and shit. Then your paranoia had you locate the handful of gas lamps you had stashed around the apartment and move them into the main room too in case the power went out. Getting back on track, you located a bottle of your favorite wine that’d been stashed in the little refrigerated wine closet this apartment had for some reason. Then it was all a matter of acquiring glasses, pouring them, and kicking up your feet on the coffee table during the wait you had ahead of you.
As if sensing your impatience, Jason peeked his head in only a few minutes after you sat down. His eyes lit up (literally given the whole Lazarus thing that kicked in whenever his heart rate picked up, that alone did wonders for your ego when it happened at just the sight of you) when he saw the scene that awaited him. “Hey, guys? Yeah, I gotta go. Y/N’s waiting for me … Yes, Kori, I’ll pass along a kiss for you. See you this weekend. Bye!”
“Free at last?” you teased over the rim of your glass.
“I’m all yours, sweetheart,” he smirked. “What’s all this?”
“Oh, nothing,” you shrugged. “Just thought we might have some fun is all.”
He plopped down onto the couch next to you. “What sort of fun do you have in mind?”
Without looking away from him, you flipped the TV on so it could display the menu screen for a horror game he’d been excited to play for a while now. “You know, just the usual.”
That toothy grin of his made your heart do a little flip. “Be still my zombie heart. I like the way you think.” Jason leaned over to kiss you briefly as he reached for the controller.
“Thought you might.”
When you spent the rest of the evening (and most of the night) leaned up against him while watching him play and chatting the whole time, you couldn’t help but think about how you never wanted this night to end.