YJ/Batbros/ DC Movie Boys x Reader

One Bathroom [Jason Todd/Red Hood x Reader] SMUT

WARNING: THIS WILL HAVE NSFW, SMUT, AND SEXUAL LANGUAGE!

You knew Jason since you were little. Hell maybe since you were five years old. Both of you were as close as friends could be. You were there when he was Robin (stupid kid couldn't keep his mouth shut when it came to his best friend), when he died, when he was resurrected, and when he became Red Hood. So in all time saving you knew everything about him.

Since you two were close and wanting to break away from your parents, Jason suggested that you two get an appartment together. However you let Jason pick the apartment and he took a tour of it when you were busy. He got the keys to it a few days later and that fool seemed so much happier.

When he moved his stuff in, that is when he brought you over to move in. All your stuff was currently in the living room, waiting to be unpacked and set up.

"Not bad at all Jay. You did really well." You said as he smirked.

"See two bedrooms, a nice kitchen, great living room, and a bathroom."

Now you didn't mind sharing a bathroom until you saw the door knob from the inside. There was no lock and your stomach dropped. "Jay." You said.

"Yeah?" He said walking over.

"There is no lock on the bathroom door." You said.

"So? Just shut the door when you are occupying it." Jason said.

You went to shut it, but it didn't. In fact the door frame was a bit too wide that the door didn't even begin to touch the other side. Jason stared at that. "We just put an object against it to keep the door shut."

You smiled a bit. That sounded fair.

"Now let's get your stuff unpacked." Jason said rubbing his hands together. You agreed to that.

Six.... six hours it took to unpack, rearrange stuff to fit perfectly, get a snack, and clean up the boxes. You and him collapsed on the couch. You looked at him. "I hate saying this but we have to have another rule in this place."

Jasom groaned. "What? Why?"

"Just hear me out." You said. "If you bring a girl over to fuck her, you ONLY fuck her in YOUR room."

"Not even the shower?" He asked.

"Jason I don't know the hoes you sleep with, where their nasty asses have been, and I don't feel comfortable taking a shower with your dead sperm." You said.

Jason chuckled. "You don't?"

You leaned in. "How would you feel if I brought a man in and he jizzed in our shower? Then some of the semen, that didn't go down the drain, began to seep into the pooling water beneath your feet?"

Jason cringed and made a face. "Okay okay. Understood. And you know I wear condoms."

"You didn't that one time and that girl gave you a pregnancy scare." You reminded him.

Jason cringed again. "Okay."

"Pinky promise?"

He smirked and nodded. "Pinky promise."

You two locked pinkies and then let go.

Now Jason has always been a playboy since he hit his teen years. So living with him was a challenge. You even had to lock your bedroom door to make sure none of his hoes took your clothes when you were gone. When he had girls over you put on headphones and blasted them or took a long motorcycle ride. Jason gave you one of his bikes and a spare helmet. So you were so happy to ride the bike, but... it sure as hell didn't help your romantic feelings.