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Jason Todd x Rocker!Reader

I Don't Sing That Badly

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"Thank you Gotham!" I yelled into the microphone.

I had just finished performing with my band.

We were a fashion art rock band (like Palaye Royale) that started in Central City.

The crowd screamed, and I smiled.

Bowing, I walked back behind the curtains.

"That was a good performance!" I told Frank, my guitar player.

"You did great too," the drummer, Joe, said.

After the show, I usually went to the merch table to sign things.

Walking over, I stopped occasionally to take pictures with fans.

"Can you sign this?" asked a guy with red hair. He held out a poster.

"Sure. What's your name?" I asked.

"Roy Harper. This is my friend, Jason Todd."

I glanced at Roy's friend.

Jason was tall, muscular, and his hair had a white streak running through it.

Signing Roy's poster in my loopy signature, I smiled when Jason shifted uncomfortably.

"Come on, I don't sing that badly," I said.

Jason's head snapped up from his phone and said, "What?"

"I said, I don't sing that badly. You don't really hate my band, do you?"

"What's it to you?"

I shook my head and smiled.

Roy laughed.

He grabbed a pen and a sheet of paper, and quickly scrawled a number on it.

"Text me later," Roy whispered.

I raised my eyebrows.

Roy gestured towards Jason and turned around.

Walking away, he threw a wink over my shoulder.

"Did he just give me his phone number?"

I tucked it into my pocket and continued to sign merch.

Once we went back to our tour bus, I pulled out my phone.

Creating a new contact, I typed in the number.

I texted Roy, saying how much I appreciate his support.

Who is this? -Jason Todd

My mouth dropped. Sneaky bastard.

Y/n. From the concert your friend Roy went to? -Y/n.

Oh, you. Did he give you my number? -Jason.

Yeah. -Y/n.

I changed the name on the contact from Roy Harper to Jason Todd.

You're right. I don't really hate your band. -Jason.

Knew it. Do you want to meet up somewhere? -Y/n.

Like a date? -Jason.

I cringed. Of course he wouldn't want to go out with me. We've just met!

Not unless you want it to be. -Y/n.

Sure. See you Friday? -Jason.

Ok. -Y/n.

Wear something nice for our date! -Jason.

I grinned.

If only I knew how crazy Jason was.