Connected by Colors & Shapes

Chapter 4

It became a routine of ours. Once a week we'd meet on the roof and talk, normally on the weekends. Sometimes I'd bring the dinner that I made. Sometimes he brought fastfood. Other times, if we booth weren't hungry, I'd share my stash of deserts-which I only did for a select few( Ciarra and Michael).

The only problem was we had to have our backs towards each other because his helmet was off.

" So let me get this straight." I took another sip of my chocolate milkshake. " You tried to steal Batman's wheels?!"

" Yep!" he took another bite of his hamburger." And he got me some food, adopted me and made me a Robin."

" Yeah but stealing from Batman? The dark night. The most feared superhero. I don't know if thats stupid or just sad."

" Excuse me. But didn't you try to fight seven gang members with a stick?" he retorted.

" It was a wooden board, and I had a taser for your information."

" Oh my goodness! A taser?! I'm sure they nearly pissed themselves!"

" Oh shut up! It was a birthday present and I woulda tased 'em all where it hurts." He laughed in response. He was starting to do that more often; I liked it.

" Who knew you could be so brutal, Ally Cat?" he said most likely smirking.

" I had to avenge my doughnuts." I deadpanned.

He snorted. " How noble of you."

We settled into a silence that has become comfortable overtime as we finished our food. This was actually what I looked forward to in having a soulmate. No need for fancy outings or extravagant gifts, just us enjoying each other's company. Having good food didn't hurt either.

" Hey Ally . . ."

Uh oh. He left out the " Cat" in his nickname for me. This must be serious.

" Yeah?"

" I don't mind if you see my face."

I nearly choked on a fry. I'll admit that me not knowing what he looked like seemed strange. Heck, I've even been calling him Red this whole time. I just wanted to make him feel comfortable. It must have worked since he started letting me lean on his back as we ate.

" But aren't you worried about me knowing who you are yet?"

I could feel him shift nervously on the blanket beneath us.

" Well, we've been doing this for almost three months now and you don't even know my name. . .I just. . ." he sighed. " I just don't want this to be one-sided. You've been so trusting of me and I should show you that I trust you, too."

I felt a flutter in my chest. From what little I know about Red, he didn't trust people easily.

" Ok then. If you really don't mind. I don't want you to feel pressured."

" I know. That's why I don't mind." he then chuckled due to my nervousness or maybe his own.

" How about you turn around first then tell me when to?" I suggested.

" Fine by me." the sound of him moving against the blanket was muffled by my heart thumping in my ears. " Your turn."

I took a deep breath, slowly turned around and felt what would've been my exhale get caught in my throat. I tried to imagine what he'd look like, but Jesus Christ was I way off! Short, silky, black hair. Intense blue eyes. Sharp, rugged features....

The universe is testing me. This CAN'T be right!

" So . . . what do you think?" he asked but my mind raged on.

I call shenanigans. Something's wrong. There's been a mistake. My soulmate could never look THIS good. They'd be delightfully average at best. Not that I'd care. I'd love them anyway. BUT THIS! What-who made this man?!! And who decided to make him my one and possibly only soulmate?!!!

" Ally? . . . Ally! Are you there?!"

I came back to the present.

" Huh!? Sorry what did you say?"

" I asked what'd you think?"

My face went hot and my hands started to sweat.

Crap! What do I say? When was the last time I flirted? Have I ever flirted? Come on just think of something!!!

" U-uh you're. . . you look. . you have ketchup on your mouth."

You had one job. And you blew it. You. Had. One. Job!!!

" Oh, really I thought I wiped it off earlier."

" Yeah, here." I handed him a napkin.

" Thanks." he wiped it off." But you still didn't answer my question." he made direct eye contact. Like my heart could handle more tormenting.

Dang it this was so much easier when I couldn't see him.

" Why do I have to? You know what you look like." I laughed nervously and stared down at the last of my fries. When I looked back, he was mere inches away from my face. " W-what?"

He smirked and quirked an eyebrow.

" Did you know that you can blush?"

" I - no I don't!"

He laughed and laid onto the blanket with a sigh, hands behind his head.

" Whatever you say, Ally Cat."

I laid down next to him and ate the rest of my now cold fries. I gave him a few as well.

" My name's Jason Todd by the way."

" Cool name and . . ."

" And?" he turned his head to me, eyes meeting mine, smiling.

I'm not gonna get use to that am I?

" And you're pretty nice to look at."

Ok that's a start. Progress.

He smirked pridefully.

" I know." then he grinned.

A look flashed in his eyes that I couldn't decipher.

" You are too."