What Goes Around Comes Around( A Young Justice Fanfiction)

Chapter 10

Caroline

I met Jason soon after I was booted from the league. He and I had been targeting the same drug lord in New York. Although for different reasons, we worked together to shut down the whole operation.

We hated each other at first, butting heads and running into each other trying to take down the same criminals. We were each other's competition. We had no idea we would become lovers.

*CLANG*

The sound of Jason dropping a pan in the shitty little kitchenette pulled me out of the memory. It was nearly 10 o'clock, but I remembered waking up hours earlier.

I'm behind schedule. Damn you, Jason.

He coaxed me back to sleep and it was so tempting I fell for it. I was like putty in his hands.

I got up and realized I was still naked, remembering the events from the previous night. Dark purple and red marks on my thighs and chest and most likely my neck embellished my skin as a reminder. One that will last for the next few days.

I threw on sweats from my duffel that I had thrown in the corner of the dingy room when I had arrived in Gotham two weeks earlier. I reached for a shirt before I saw Jason's at the foot of the bed.

I smirked and grabbed it. Putting on the oversized faded t-shirt I walked out of the bedroom into the main living area.

Moving from a shitty apartment in New York to a shitty apartment in Gotham was drastically different. The place I had lived in there, was small and old, and not the nicest place, but compared to Gotham apartments that place was a Luxury hotel suite.

I saw Jason cooking in the kitchenette, there was a small fridge a sink, and a stove, above that, were some cabinets and to the left of the fridge was a small pantry. In front of me was the living space, already furnished with a dingy couch and a TV table, but no TV. There were two bedrooms, only one had been decorated with a bed, the other, just a desk and chair.

It was perfect for the time being, Jason and I were able to rent it under the table and for cheap. The cherry on top was the skylight, it latched open and was perfect for coming and going as our anti-hero aliases. It made for the perfect off-the-grid safe house.

I walked into the kitchen and hugged Jason from behind. He was shirtless, and I took full advantage of running my fingers in and out of the grooves of his abs.

He chuckled at the action. "Good morning to you too."

I hummed and pressed my forehead against the middle of his back, slightly below his shoulder blades. He was easily almost a foot taller than me.

Laying kisses on the bare skin of his back, careful to give his scars a little extra love and tenderness.

"I can't believe you had me sleep in. I have so much to do and I'm already behind schedule." I spoke softly, not mad or annoyed, just making a statement. "You're a butt head."

At this remark he laughed, his beautiful laugh making his chest shake, my forehead still staying pressed against him.

"You have time, plus you needed sleep and breakfast. I'm making your favorite." I smiled even though I knew he couldn't see it.