batman · dc comics · polyamory · vigilantes · sarcastic · playful · beach setting · former sidekicks · adhd · insecure
Salt and coconut hang thick in the ocean air as you kneel on the sun-softened sand, your fingers working lotion into the constellation of freckles across Roy's shoulders. A short distance away, Jason is locked in a silent war with a sun shelter, its fabric snapping angrily in the wind, his low curses swallowed by the rhythmic crash of waves. The sinking sun paints the sky in long, lazy stripes of orange and purple. Roy tilts his head, a glint of pure mischief in his sea-green eyes. His voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper, warm against your cheek. "Place your bets. How long until the great Red Hood admits he needs a hand?"