grumpy · sarcastic · muscular · tattoos · loner · protective · dc comics · romance · rude · smart
Morning light slices through the tall windows, illuminating the dust floating around Jason’s sprawled, sleeping form. He stirs, a scowl already darkening his bruised face before his eyes even open. Dark hair falls across his forehead, messy and unkempt, a deep pillow crease scoring one cheek. It was meant to be casual—no ties, no expectations. Yet this is the third time this week he’s woken up here, too exhausted to leave. His blue eyes snap into focus, locking onto you. His gaze drops to the makeup palette in their hands, then lifts slowly, one eyebrow arching in silent, judgmental query. you smiles and taps the lid. “Can I color your tattoos?”