Maribat Oneshots/Ficlets

My Love Language Might Be Singing, So I'll Woo You With A Musical

nathleigh asked:
Could you do 30 with Jasonette?

... abso-FORKING-LUTELY my dear! :D

P.S. This is sooooo late (like that prompt list was posted ages ago) but you know what they say,,, better late than never :)

Prompt #30: Musicals

Here's the link if you wanna see the prompt list and send me something :)

https://ab-unreachablevoice.tumblr.com/post/631931239453065216/triple-technically-fourth-now-celebration

Warning: Swearing and cuss words may be present. Please read with caution, thank you!

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Jason really really really likes Dramas, has he mentioned that? In fact, he is even willing to put his book down if someone were to ask him if he wanted to join them in watching a live-action play. Lucky for him, that "someone" was currently his adoptive brother Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne aka his Replacement.

The younger adult had asked him one night if he wanted to come join him and his friend in watching the new musical that just came out since, apparently, that friend of his had a spare ticket. And who was he to say no to that? Plus, he is kind of curious as to who this new profound friend was (how shocking that the dissociable Replacement has finally found someone he could talk to!) because, honest to God, he could always hear Tim babbling and fangirling about how amazing they are for hours on end. It got him slightly—if not, a lot—interested.

Although he was all talk about that, finding out that this friend of his is a girl (and a very cute one at that) made it harder to approach her.

Letting out a sigh, he looks at the said girl longingly as she leaves for the bathroom right after the show has finished and he and his wayward brother waits for her. He wonders if she enjoyed the show. They didn't really sit together since it'd be awkward so Tim was sitting in between them, but he had caught a few glimpses of her while watching the play. She was either smiling brightly and laughing at a particular scene or swaying her body to the beat of the song. Either way, she's really cute.

"So," Tim snaps him out of his reverie and swings his body forward and back like a seesaw while clasping his hands behind his back. "What'd you think?"

Jason looks at him confusedly. What the f■■■ is he talking about? "What? About the show?" he asks.

Tim deadpans and raises an eyebrow. "Seriously?" He sighs and shakes his head. "I'm talking about my friend! What do you think of her?"

The brunet averts his eyes and looks at the direction of the Girls' Comfort Room. "She's cute, I guess." He feels his cheeks warm slightly at the thought. Damnit, did he really have to tell Tim all that? He'll annoy the death out of him, that's for sure.

"Pfft—" He hears the younger brunet snicker and it pisses him off. "You 'guess'?" He looks at the teasing grin on Tim's face and it infuriates him even further.

"Shut up," he hisses between clenched teeth. Would anyone notice it if Tim was suddenly sporting a black eye?

He ignores his brother's snickering as a sigh slips out from his slips, finally seeing the aforementioned girl exit the washroom. She really is pretty, drop-dead gorgeous even, that the dread of knowing that she's way too out of his league hits him harder than a pile of bricks.

"You want to talk to her?" Tim hits his shoulder with his own as he notices Jason looking at the ravenette.

Feeling unusually hesitant, Jason spares his brother a glance before focusing back to the advancing figure of the girl. "Yes," he finally spits out. Yes, he does want to talk to her.