6. Oh, but I’m giving in
Truth be told, Jason is confused.
He has gone out for patrol - like he usually does - but tonight is different.
Crime Alley is quiet.
He’s been back in Gotham for 2 years, but never in those 2 years has crime alley been quiet before. It's irritating in a way.
The only thing that needed any assistance from him was a guy trying to rape his co-worker. Other than that, it was completely crime-free. A part of him was tempted to go to the Bats part of Gotham just to get some action.
But, that wasn’t part of the deal.
He decides to spend the night in one of his ‘nicer’ safe houses, since he really has nothing to do. The safe house he has chosen for tonight has been completely furnished and had more stuff than he needed, thanks to two of his favorite outlaws, Artemis and Kori.
He enters the safe house through the front door, putting in his security code, and then walking in, as he takes off his helmet and jacket.
Usually he would shower after patrol, but there wasn’t much ‘patrolling’ today anyway, therefore there isn't really a reason to shower. So instead he just changes into one of the spare white shirts that has been stored in the closet of the master bedroom.
He moves towards the kitchen, deciding to cook rather than ordering something to eat. Alfred had taught him how to cook - back in his Robin days - and thankfully the skill has come in handy during adulthood.
Most people often are surprised by his cooking, because he doesn’t really look like that kind of person that could - like he doesn’t look like a guy who’s into Shakespeare. He knows, he gets it, he’s intimidating and looks like a complete jackass who has no brain cells.
He’s getting his supplies ready to make some pizza, when suddenly his phone rings.
He freezes.
Then a sudden thought of Roy washes over him.
The only person who can text him would be Roy. Because he needs a favor or because he’s paid a surprise visit to Gotham and wants him to pick him up.
A small smile tugs on Jason’s lips as he reaches for his phone that was lying on the counter. He opens it and instantly freezes.
It isn't Roy; it's some Unknown Number that has texted him.
FROM: UNKNOWN NUMBER
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If Walls Could Talk // JAYTIM (HOPELESS FOOLS #1)
FanfictionTim doesn't plan on talking with Jason when he goes to crime alley, because why on Earth would Red Hood be there, right? ("Stupid fucker" Tim thinks looking back) That was mistake number one. Mistake number two is actually pouring out his emotions t...
