Jason Todd x reader one-shorts

Kidnapped part 2

This part will have both Jason's and the readers point of view so be prepared for a lot of switching!!!

Readers p.o.v.
I woke up with shooting pain in the back of my head. My vision was still a little fuzzy as I tried to see clearly. Once I tried to get up, something on my wrists and ankles was holding me down. I also realized that I was sitting in a brown, wooden chair that looked all worn out. The room was pitch, black dark besides a spot light that casted above me. I started to freak out because no body might know where I am at the moment. Especially Richard since he doesn't really care about me anyway.

I then heard something or someone coming towards me. Their footsteps got louder and louder until they landed right I front of me. My breathing escalated as my breath could be seen in the cold, frigid air of winter. I kept looking aroundfrantically for a way to get out of here. The kidnapper probably gave me a look like I was crazy or something. I didn't know what to do so I tried to start a small conversation.

"H-hello? I-Is anybody t-there? Can I j-just go home? I-I didn't want t-to be here." I said in a stuttering voice. The stranger didn't say anything for about 2 minutes until he started to laugh his ass off. I was so confused on why he was laughing at a time like this. My blood boiled as he was now clenching his stomach and begging for air.

I had enough of this foolishness as I broke free from the metal chains that heals me down. I didn't tell anyone that I had super strength because it could catch the enemy off guard. I finally tackled him to the ground as I proceeded to take his helmet off. As I did so, I was at the lost of words and on the break of tears.

"J-Jason? I-is it r-really you?"

And there you have it folks. Jk I'll continue.

Jason's p.o.v

I can't believe that she broke from the metal chains! It took me forever to find chains like that! My thoughts were interrupted as I heard the sweet and delicate voice of Y/n.

"J-Jason? I-is it r-really you?" Said Y/n. I sharply breathed in the cold air around us as my anxiety levels jumped up. I didn't want her to know all of the terrible things I had done to people, even though they deserved to rot in hell. I just didn't want her to think of me as a killer, a murderer, a monster.

I haven't let anyone in my life after I was resurrected from the lazuras pit by Raz al Goul. She's the first person I have know to actually consider being in my life. I'm just afraid that she will hurt me in any way possible, just to get to me. I'm scared that she will turn her back when things get tough. And I don't want her to get hurt from all of this. I know I'm being selfish but I want her in my life. Everything about her is just mesmerizing in every way possible.

The way her (h/l), (h/c) hair shimmers in the moonlight as we sit together on a roof top. How her (S/c) skin glows as she walks in the sunlight as she enters the near by park. Her (e/c) eyes would have a hint of curiosity in them as she reads a book near the fireplace. Her red lips that capture my breath away as I imagine mine on them, fitting perfectly with my rough ones. And how's the suns rays cannot compete to how bright she smiles as we talked to each other.

But as I see her now, she has certainly aged into the utmost goddess I have ever seen. Everything that I could describe of her has intensified 100 times the amount of care and love I have for (y/n). I just selfishly want her to be mine forever, as long as I live. And that is what I am going to do.

Readers p.o.v

I can't believe, after all of this time, I am finally seeing someone I wanted to see since he passed. After all of the things we been through, he has always been there for me no matter what. After all of the problems we face in our relationship, he was there to help me to my feet. And after all of the times where I doubted myself, he was the one that sticker with me and told me the most encouraging things a person can her. And here I am now, sitting on his lap as I stare into his gorgeous face that has captivated me since the beginning.

The way his sea blue eyes beamed at me with wideness as I tackled him to the ground. His jet black hair flopped back in a rotation motion as his head almost hit the cold, hard floor, but I stopped it from happening as my hand brutally stopped his head from contacting the floor. His sharp jaw gritted a little bit as I added pressure to his lower region and I could have sworn that he was really trying to hold back a groan. As my hands reached his stomach, I could feel his abs beneath the armor he wears to probably protect himself from harm. I also noticed that he had a streak of white in his hair that I have never seen before. I was just so confused on why a human being like himself would ever be this handsome as ever.

I just feels like it's a sin to actually be this handsome for a person. And may I say, he has certainly aged dramatically since the last time I saw him.

I wish that me and him had a relationship together because I believe it could actually work out in the end. I still don't believe that he is alive and well because the last time I saw him was, well, yeah know, in a coffin. I wonder how he even got back alive and how long he has been alive.

Did Tim do something to alternate the universe's ending for some people? Was he actually in a coma and dug himself out of the coffin? Was he hurt enough to sleep and still breath in that thing? Did someone bring him back to life for a purpose? All of these questions were wondering threw my head that it stung a little bit.

As I was about to open my mouth to talk to Jason, he flipped me over so that he was on top of me. He banged my head so hard on the cold ground that my vision suddenly went black and my body faded into nothingness.

Jason's p.o.v

I flipped her body over so that I could be the one up top. I started to freak out as I saw her eyes immediately close as the ground made contact with the back of her head. I didn't mean for her to actually pass out from the blow, so I did the only thing I could think of at the moment.

After making up my mind, I picked up her fragile but strong body off of the floor and placed her in my arms. (Y/n) was positioned bridal style in my arms as I exited out of the wear house. The door swung open as my foot collided with the door. The frigid air smacked my face as I gritted my teeth due to it being so fucking cold outside.

My eyes settled upon (y/n) and she was still sleeping in my arms. I could still see the air coming out of her mouth so that was a sign that she was still alive. I just can't get over on how stupid I am into banging her head so hard against the fucking floor to make her in this state. I swear everything I touch either gets hurt or destroyed.

Maybe I should just leave her with Bruce and disappear for a while since I have a feeling that she probably doesn't want to see me anymore. You know what, I'm not going to do that. Instead, we are going somewhere where nobody can find us.

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And that's the end for part two of kidnapped. I know you guys really want to see where he takes you but you will have to wait until the next chapter. I know the first part of it sucked but I tried really hard when you start to notice that it started to get a little better at describing things.

I hope you guys liked it and don't forget to leave a comment for suggestions for me to write about. Until next time on supernatural. (I just had to do that :))