The Assylum's Monster

C4: Trouble In Paradise

The next morning, they both woke up at approximately 10 AM. Jason and Anais started their day wondering when the other would talk to them without ever taking things in hand. Neither really wanted to offend the other by trespassing their boundaries.

They ended up isolating themselves. Anais; in her room, and Jason; in the training room. Neither really wanted to talk about what had happened the night before. Anais finished another great book on the philosophy of life before deciding she had to take a shower. She took off her clothes and jumped in the hot shower awaiting her. She stayed for 10 minutes, relaxing, before taking her bottle of shampoo and squeezing it contained.

Contained?

Although she squeezed the bottle as hard as she could, nothing seemed to come out of it. She sighed, got out of the shower and draped a towel around her skinny body. She got out of her room and went into Jason's after making sure there. She jumped into his shower and used his hair products.

And boy... He had a lot of them. Bottles of shampoo, conditioner, masks, hair care products that she didn't even read the label of... and gel. She frowned slightly, washing her hair with his cedar shampoo and conditioner. She then let fir soap flow in her hands and applied it on her body, scrubbing as roughly as she could without hurting her skin.

When she was finished, she took the gel tube and threw it in the trash quickly. She didn't like the scent of it, and it was truly ridiculous that he thought about putting gel in his so beautiful dark curly hair. No, she wouldn't have it.

Anais dried herself off with the towel she brought with her and left his bathroom. Weirdly enough she was too tired and bothered to go back to her room, so she picked up some clothes from his many wardrobes. She decided to wear only an orange long sleeved shirt with a pair of black boxers. They fitted her well enough for her to be comfortable going out of the room in it. So, she did.

Jason was, at that time, playing around with one of the manor's many motorcycles in the halls. He made sure to put on his protective helmet and started the engine. He wanted to feel adrenaline in his veins to forget about the girl he was living with now. He was frankly obsessed with her now. He couldn't exercise without thinking about her when they fought hand to hand, couldn't eat without seeing her jumping on her seat while eating high-sugar desserts, couldn't sleep without making sure she was first.

It was a pain! He clearly wasn't accustomed to living with anyone other than Bruce and Alfred, and... they weren't exactly his type. But Anais? He didn't know what exactly it was that his blood pumping and his heart fluttering every time he saw her sleeping face or when she would scrunch her little nose, frustrated. He was falling head over heels for her, but Jason being himself didn't want to acknowledge the obvious. He preferred to train, go out on dangerous missions and do rather stupid things just to think about something else.

Like... right now. He was riding a motorcycle indoors while being stuck in his own thoughts! There he goes...

Not looking where he was doing Jason crashed into the railing and tumbled down until he reached the bottom of the stairs.

" Shit! " he swears to himself. " That was sick. " He said to himself. He sighs. " Epic. "

Groaning in pain he stood up only to be welcomed by two trespassers. One bulky blond man and a white-head woman were starring down on him.

" Don't tell me. " He heard the man say. " You're Jason Todd. " He said while pointing in Jason's direction.

" Yeah " He responds quickly getting rid of his helmet. " And who the hell are you? " he asked casually.

He didn't show it but having the two strangers in front of him made his skin run cold. He didn't want Anais to be in danger and those guys looked like an imminent threat.