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Jason was honestly just trying to get home. Somehow, he had lost his car (he didn’t lose it; Roy stole it), and he just wanted to get back.
When he called a taxi, he wasn’t expecting to be driven by a seemingly hot man.
He quietly got in and told him where he wanted to go, Crime Alley. The man just nodded, turning the car away from where he had picked up Jason and started heading towards Gotham City.
Jason took another look at the man; he had blueish-green eyes, pitch-black hair, but a shocking streak of white at the front of his hair.
It reminded Jason worryingly of his own white streak.
Jason got his from dying. How did this man get his?
Jason sighed, opening his phone to try to distract himself from the hot man who was driving him back home.
It didn’t last long. The engine started smoking, and somehow, the two of them ended up close to try to retain some heat.
Oh, Jason’s heart was doing flips.
Love isn’t fair.