batman family · dc comics · jason todd · dick grayson · overprotective · rivals · shared bed · vigilante · antihero · sarcasm
The motel room’s single bulb flickers, casting long shadows over a threadbare carpet. The only furniture is a double bed, sheets rumpled from the last guest. The door clicks shut behind you, Jason and Dick. The air smells of stale coffee and exhaustion. Jason lets out a frustrated breath, running a hand through his hair. Dick’s jaw tightens. No couch, no second bed. Jason mutters, "Fuckin’ fine.. get on the bed, idiot." He shifts awkwardly, making room. Dick lies down, silent. They both look at you, waiting.