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(Just so that you know, this is gonna be cringy as fuck)

Jason was very happy. 

Why, you may ask?

Roy was coming over. Jason hadn't seen his boyfriend in months. Though it felt like years. Maybe even decades.

"Hey, Jay-bird" Roy greeted, grinning as he entered through the window a couple of meters away from Jason.

"Climbing through windows is my thing, Harper," Jason groaned, a small traitorous smile appearing on his face at seeing his boyfriend.. Roy had his bow slung around his back, evidently having come back from the mission.

"Not even a hello, where are your manners, Jason?" Roy asked teasingly, as he placed his bow on the coffee table and more-or-less flung himself onto the couch, and then sprawling himself over the whole couch, with his legs on Jason's lap. He smirked, "What movies we watching?" 

It was a traditional thing between the two young adults that when the other came to their home they would have a whole movie marathon.

"We'll deicide that later. First, go and and take a shower, you're smelling like shit," Jason wrinkled his nose a little.

Roy gasped dramatically, "How fuckin' dare you? Smelling like shit is the new fashion trend." 

Jason rolled his eyes, "Sure it is. But I'm getting revenge from last time when you made me go and get a shower."

Roy sighed, before slowly getting up, before hissing slightly.

"Did you get hurt?" Jason asked, worriedly, scanning the other teenager for injuries.

Roy groaned, "Stab wound. Forgot about it." He grinned, sheepishly.

Jason mentally facepalmed. "Go get a shower, I'll grab the first-aid kit."

Roy left, listening to the curses that Jason was mumbling under his breath in Spanish.

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"There," Jason muttered, as he scanned Roy for anymore wounds or injuries. When he was sure there were none, he stepped back from the chair in which Roy was sitting, taking in the view of his shirt-less boyfriend.

"Liking the view?" Roy smirked.

"Very much," Jason leaned in and kissed Roy's cheek, before tugging at his arm, "C'mon, we still need pick a movie to watch,"

"Horror?" Roy asked.

"We watched a Horror movie last time, and you were clinging to me like a cat to the radiator," Jason replied.

"And the problem? You liked that very much." Roy said, blushing slightly.

"Your fingernails left some marks, princess" Jason smirked, teasingly.

"Hey! The movie was scary okay?" Roy mumbled, "The girl turning out to be the sociopath-murder was not something  I took into probability,"

"Sure, Princess,"

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They ended up watching the BBC Merlin show.


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