BATFAMILY | Imagines

MISTAKE | Bastsis

Word count [1360]

Y/N was in big trouble and she knew it...

While Jason was taking a shower she decided to take herself on a tour of his room, she needed something to hold against him, anything to get him back for several days of horror he had put her through. Her plan wasnt exactly going well so far as she rummaged through his draws, coming to many dead ends.

Although there was a rather disturbing piece that she had found tucked under his mattress and that happened to be a few inappropriate *cough* magazines that her eyes shouldnt have come across. Y/N's face scrunched in disgust, brows raising as she rushed to crumple the paperback and shove it back where it was originally came from.

Stepping backwards she tripped over an object that was left carelessly in the centre of the room, stumbling back she crashed into the desk making things fall from the dark oak and scatter around on the floor, her legs fell weak as she fell to the ground cringing when an audiable crunch and snap sounded from underneath her. 

"Oh shit." Her body was quick to stand, panick glazing over her widened orbs, turning to the floor where she spotted Jason's 'red helmet' split in two.

A sequence of footsteps sounded out in the hall, her panick seemed to rise. She was quick to move, speeding to the door which she creaked open slowly peering out to see her older brother at the end of the hall, head facing the ground as he walked closer towards his room, her legs moved unconsciously as she ran down the length of the hall. Passing Jason on the way.

"Y/N, what were you doing in my room?!" His voice ricocheted between the thin walls, loud and obviously angry because he had seen her exit his room which really just made her unlucky for being caught.

Y/N hopped down the steps Vastly, going into the lounge where she found Tim standing by the TV as he looked through the rack beside it for something to watch.

"T-Tim you have to help me, please!" There was a deep hint of desperation in her tone, eyes wide and pleading as the boy looked down at her with furrowed brows, confused as to what she was going on about.

"What did you do?" He stood to his full height, hands on his hips.

"I swear it was an accident!" Tim rose a brow at her, watching as she peered over her shoulder near to every second, her breathing falling ragged on her lips. "I-I was in Jason's room because- well that doesnt matter. Anyway, I tripped over something which made me fall into his desk a-and then-."

"Calm down. Breathe..." Y/N nodded, looking up into her brothers bright eyes as he started into her own, hands coming to her shoulders in a comforting manner.

"Oh! He's going to kill me Tim. I broke his helmet." A whine erupted from the girls mouth, thudding footsteps could be heard as someone rushed down the stairs. "Hide me."

She pushed to stand behind Tim, clutching at his shirt. she shook rapidly, waiting for the outburst that was bound to occur at any moment, she knew Jason's temper was bad and boy did she wish that her curiousity would have died down so she wouldnt have been in this situation.

"He's not gonna' be able to protect you, you're dead Brat!" Jason rounded the corner, striding into the living room with long steps. His dark iris's immediately went to his younger sister who hid behind their 'brother'. He lunged towards the two making Y/N squeak and run out from  where she was hiding behind Tim.

Her legs pushed her to run as fast as she could, making it to the kitchen where she was met with Dick who was making a drink but had no time to stop as she heard Jason's heavy steps coming after her. Dick threw her a look while she jumped over the kitchen counter, sliding across the table in a fast motion before exiting the room.

A yelp passed through her throat, a hand grasped at the back of her shirt. She was hauled into a wall with an arm across her chest, with her heart thumping against her ribcage, eyes widened and looking up into a pair of narrowed ones.

"I'm sorry, I didnt mean to break you helmet. I'm so sorry." She covered her face with her hands, waiting for him to yell at her, shove her, anything but nothing came. "I swear it was a mistake."

"You bet your ass it was." His grip loosed allowing her to move when he stepped away from her form. A monotone look formed upon his features as a look of guilt and scarce spread onto hers. "But I guess your lucky it wasnt the real one."

"B-but..."

"B-but what, huh?" He mocked with a smirk, bringing up a fist to thump her arm. She yelled out, sending a glare at him but her mouth was still a gape in slight shock to his prior statement. "That's for going in my room and going through my things."

"You mean I was scared for nothing, you got angry for nothing?!" Y/N crossed her arms, looking up at the boy in disbelief as he let out an amused cackle.

"Damn right. But I was angry for a reason, you went in my room without permission." He said, in a matter of factly tone. His eyes searched his sister, watching as a mischievous smirk played among her lips.

"Y'know, I did find something rather interesting Jay."

"Oh yeah and what might that-" he stopped mid sentence, a look of realisation forming on his face. "Dont even-"

"Too late!" She spun on the heel of her foot, barging passed Jason hardly. A mixture of laughs came from the girl who ran back through the narrow halls of the manor and towards the living room.

Sitting on the couch was Dick, Tim and Damian. Their head all turned at once when Y/N entered the once quiet room, stepping inbetween where Damian and Tim sat as she jumped over the back of the couch as if using it to shield her away from the angry Todd.

"Y/N, I'm warning you."

"Guys you'll never guess what I found in Jason's room?" She let out in a sing song voice, eyeing the annoyed brother teasingly, shaking her head at him with a large smile. "I found dirty ma-"

"Finish that sentence and you're really dead!" A round of chuckles came from the others as they watched Jason and Y/N have a stare off.

"Go on Y/N/N. Finish the sentence." Damian sent a playful look towards Todd who growled at at the gesture, a scowl coming to his lips in disapproval.

"I fuckin' dare you, ya' lil' brat." Was what Jason had said, in a calmer time this time which in Y/N's opinion was quite unnerving at this point.

"I-I urm Well- I would like to keep breathing for atleast another day." She smiled sheepishly, rubbing at the back of her neck. She walked around the couch, to stand in front of it, peering down at her brothers in slight annoyance.

"What's that look for munchkin?" Dick voiced, pouting up at the girl.

"I'm actually offended that you'd let him kill me."

"Todd wouldnt kill you Y/N." Damian scoffed, rolling his eyes as he watched his sister stare at him all wide eyes, weary of Jason who had moved to stand closer to her.

"Dont tempt me demon." He wrapped an arm around Y/N's shoulder, tugging her into his side. Her eyes snapped up towards him, a breath caught in her throat, stuttering from her lungs. "I'm joking, but touch my things again and you'll really know what death is."

"G-got it."

"Dont scare her Jason." Tim sighed, leaning forwards on the couch to take a hold of the girls hand, pulling her to slot inbetween himself and Damian.