Jason Todd Imagines

Domestic Bliss

// You can't be a hero all the time, cause who's gonna do the cooking, cleaning and shopping? (Domestic! Jason) //

"What's cooking, good looking?" A familiar but groggy voice calls over to you as you hear the bed creak.
You turn around to face the source of the sound, leaving the stove for a moment.

"Ha ha very funny. Good morning to you too!" You reply sarcastically staring at a half clothed Jason Todd laying in your bed.

"No seriously, what you cooking? It smells insane and I am starving!" He drags out his words exaggerating his hunger and hops out of the bed. He walks over to you and lifts you up plopping you on the countertop.
"Oh pancakes and bacon, you really do know how to treat a guy babe. What'd I do to ever deserve this?" He reaches into the pan about to grab a piece of bacon before you slap his hand.

"Nuh uh. Not yet. First you gotta promise me you'll do everything we need to do today."

Jason sighs and lets go of you moving himself over to the kitchen island where he also sat himself on the countertop.

"Ok then babe, gimme the run down. What's the plan?" He cocks his head.
You sigh and shake your head.

"You seriously don't remember?" You put your head in your hands laughing and start reeling off the list. "Ok, breakfast, then groceries, because if you haven't noticed the fridge and ALL of the cupboards are empty and clearly I'm the only one who'll do anything about it, even though I'm not the one clearing the shelves lately" You roll your eyes and continue. "From there, we head back home and we need to clean the apartment because we have guests coming tonight."

"That's tonight?! Oh shit. That means I've got to deal with Dick all night, great"

"Hey he's your brother, don't be like that. Anyways, it's not just him. I invited the whole gang so you better move the sofa closer. Gar and Rachel can eat there. Everyone else will have to squeeze around the island."

"Even better" he says sarcastically with a cheesy grin. "Got a whole army to feed. We better get to work."

He jumps off the counter and walks to the stove where he starts plating up the breakfast. You sit staring longingly at him until he snaps you out of your trance waving the plate under your nose.

"Like what you see?" He teases.

"If you mean the food, then yes I LOVE what I see. You're ok too I guess." You tease back and grab the plate sitting yourself on a stool.
You both sit in silence, eating and just enjoying each others company when Jason chimes up.

"I don't know about you but last night was intense. That dude got some hits on me and I'm pissed cause now I ache all over."

You chuckle and tuck your hair behind your ear revealing a large gash on your forehead.

"Yeah I could probably say the same. I'll try and keep this covered tonight. Don't want Dick asking questions. Its better if he doesn't know we still do this. To him we live in domestic bliss."

"Shit y/n. Have you cleaned that up? Here let me sort you out before we go shopping, I'll get a plaster. Stay there."

"Not exactly gonna go anywhere" You answer back.

A few minutes later, Jason is back with a first aid kit. He pulls out some cotton pads and plasters.

"This is gonna sting. But you already knew that. We've been through this enough."

Without warning he swoops in and cleans up the wound. You flinch and he grabs your chin, steadying you.

"Stay still."

He places the plaster on your head and keeps a hold of you chin. Your eyes meet and you share a brief but meaningful kiss.