Jason/Dick one-shots

Snowball fight

This is what you've been waiting for all year; the beautiful white snow falling from the sky. You waited with anticipation as you watched the inches of snow build up.

That night you couldn't sleep, too excited to get up the next morning and throw snowballs at the rest of the team.

Eventually you'd fallen asleep, overwhelmed with your thoughts.

The next morning, you were woken up by Rachel. She continuously poked your cheek, calling out your name.

"Y/nnn~ wake up!" She whisper yelled, shaking you.

With a small jolt, you awakened, smacking her shoulder tiredly. "Let me sleep..." You mumbled, resting your head on the pillow again.

"Come on, you gotta eat breakfast." She pushed, poking your cheek. "We can have a snowball fight after~" she teased, hoping this would make you get up.

You peered up at her, a small smile appearing on your lips. "Only for the sake of the best snowball fight of the year."

Rachel grinned, pulling you up from your bed and dragging you to the kitchen.

You were met with the rest of the Titans preparing breakfast, your favorite.

"Morning y/n!" They all greeted, giving each other knowing looks.

Thinking maybe it was just a coincidence, you helped set up plates and everything else on the table before you all sat down to eat.

Though you were excited to see how much snow there was outside, you made sure not to eat quickly.

The rest of them tried making conversation, keeping you from getting overly excited. It did in fact keep you distracted, everyone seemed to have something to say.

After a while of talking, you all got up cleaning the kitchen before putting on your sweaters, coats, gloves and beanies.

The moment you stepped outside, you ran, throwing yourself to the ground and laying on your back, feeling snow fall on your face.

Dick rushed towards you, helping you off the snow. "You'll get sick if you keep this up."

You laughed, running away from his grip.

Everyone watched as you pranced around like a puppy, jumping and running around. It brought smiles to their faces, happy you were comfortable enough to act like a child around them.

Dick called out your name, catching your attention. Stopping in your tracks, you turned to look at him, getting hit with a snowball in the process.

You gasped dramatically, putting a hand on your chest and falling backwards into the snow.

This made everyone erupt into small laughs, making snowballs and waiting for you to get up so they could launch them at you.

"Hey that's not fair!" You groaned, seeking cover.

Meanwhile they continuously launched snowballs, you hid behind a bush, gathering snow as quickly as you could.

With a huff, you began launching snowballs back at them, bigger than theirs.

Everything became more intense, the group splitting into teams of two. You and Jason worked together, trying to take out the rest.

You laughed, getting hit with many snowballs.

It was the most fun you've ever had. As cold as it was, you refused to go back inside, too indulged in the fun.

It'd been about half an hour since your last snowball fight, everyone was tired, lying on the ground with you as you caught your breath.

"Was that fun or what?" You giggled, staring up at the cloudy sky.

Everyone laughed along, agreeing.

"I love snow days..."