Red Rain [Jason Todd]

.16

I grabbed my purse and put my gray cap on before walking out my room. I went to Red's room after realizing he wasn't in the kitchen or living room.

I knocked on the door and he said come in.

I opened the door and he was laying on the bed with a book in his hands, shirt off and back in sweats.

His eyes stayed on the book, and I stared for a while until I finally asked, "Um, can I drive the Bugatti today?"

His brow raised, "Don't you have your moto-" He looked at me, furrowing his brows, "Where the hell do you think you're going wearing that?"

"The gym with Izzy." I reply, crossing my arms. I was wearing a black Nike sports bra with matching legging-tight shorts and my white gym shoes.

"No." He says, looking back at his book.

"Red! Come on!" I whine, dragging myself to him poutingly.

"Don't be annoying." He simply replies, turning the page and continuing to read. I crawled onto him, sitting on his lap and going with another approach.

"Please?" I hum, leaning my knuckles on the bed to let him get a good view of my chest. I mean, it would've been a good view if he had bothered to look. Instead, he reached for his glass of water and took a sip, keeping his eyes on the pages of his damn book.

"Trying to seduce me will not work, Brielle." He says formally, placing his cup back on the nightstand beside him.

"Aw, why not?" I continue, pressing the palms of my hands against his thighs. That's when I knew his keys were in his pocket.

"I'm in the middle of a really good book." He answers, paying no attention to me.

I put my hands on his hips, slightly gripping onto them as I slide myself beneath his book. He finally looked at me, his brow slightly raising.

I cheesed, causing him to chuckle a little. I twisted around and laid my back against his bare chest, my head resting on his shoulder as I ask, "What the hell are you reading anyway?"

"Why do you care?" He questions suspiciously, resting his hands and the book on my lower abdomen.

"Just answer the question."

As he begins to explain, I glimpse down at his right pocket. I hummed to seem like I was still listening until going for it.

I broke through his arms after swiping my hand in his pocket within seconds. He grabbed my ankle, nearly making me fall of the edge of the bed. I kept going, squirming my leg from his grasp but losing my balance.

I fell onto the floor, looking over my shoulder to see him moving off the bed.

I turned onto my back, preparing to kick my foot but he pushed my ankle to the side and caught it under his shin.

He pinned me down, my hand staying balled with his keys.

"You're sneaky." He replies, now seeming like he was entertained.

"Very." I reply, squirming under him.

Both of my legs were pinned by his and so were my wrists with his hands. I cheesed once again, giving a big, bright grin.

He chuckled and raised a brow, "Why do you keep doing that? You look like your baby picture."

I tittered and moved underneath him again, distracting him for five hopeless seconds.

"You're not tricking me again." He smirks, his eyes beaming down on me like sun beaming through a canopy of tropical leaves.

...what?