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It was just another typical day at Wayne manor. Alfred was somewhere in the enormous house cleaning or something. Bruce was currently at Wayne Enterprises in an important meeting. Dick was on a date with Kori and Damian was God knows where. Hopefully, not starting plans for world domination. And lastly, you, Jason and Tim were sitting in one of the manor's many living rooms.
To say that you were bored was an understatement. You were dying from the lack of excitement. The day has just been uneventful and that was a rarity, especially if it involved the Waynes.
You were currently sitting on the couch watching (F/A/S). Well, more like rewatching, since there was supposed to be a new season soon and you wanted to refresh your memory. But even you were getting tired of that. You sighed and turned your head to look at Tim and Jason.
Your boyfriend of 2 years was bent over slightly on the chair next to the couch you were laying on. Jason was wearing a light grey tank with red as the trim with brown pants to match. In his lap rested his Red Hood helmet, which he was currently cleaning.
Then your eyes landed on Tim. Timbo or drug addict as you like to call him on a playful day, was sitting on the floor in front of the couch typing away on his laptop. Probably, working on a case for the big bad bats himself. Tim also had a cup of steaming hot coffee in his hands. Lifting it up he took a big but slow gulp of the still steaming beverage.
'How in the world can he just drink that without burning his togue?' You thought, 'I guess that's what happens when you're an addict.'
You soon turn back to your computer screen continuing to binge watch your show. Not long after though you turned away from your screen again and look back towards Jason. Who was now polishing his helmet his black hair with the single white streak, hung around his handsome face.
While gazing (more like staring) at Jason's position, an idea popped into your head.
Pressing pause, you set the computer to the side and stood up from the couch. You walk over to Jason and stand behind the chair.
Noticing your movements Jason glances up from his helmet turning his head to look at you.
"Hey babe!" he said, "What's up? Are you already done with your (F/A/S) marathon?"
You softly smile at him, "No, not yet. I was getting bored once I hit the third season."
He nodded, "Oh ok."
He then turned back towards his helmet and continued cleaning it. You still stood behind him eyes darting towards the helmet and his floppy hair.
Lifting up your hands you held up Jason's hair and let go. Confused Jason turned back towards you. "What are you doing (Y/N)?" Jason's question had now caught the attention of the dru- I mean Tim.
Tim eyes then turned to the two of you, curiosity shining in his blue orbs.
You however, shrugged and did the same thing to Jason's hair again. "Well, I'm trying to figure out how your hair stands up."
Jason's eyebrows scrunched up in confusion you swore you could have seen the anime question mark above his head.
'I need to stop watching so much anime', you mentally sighed.
"I don't understand", he said still confused. "It's just I don't know how you get your hair to stand up like it does", you say while pulling his hair up again only for it to fall back down after you let it go.
"See and you don't use any special conditioner of any kind or mine cause I would know."
Tim being silent this whole time decided to say something, "Hey Jason why don't you put on your helmet?"
Jason looked at Tim eyebrow cocked, "Why?"
"Just do it", he said.
Jason then sighed and put on the helmet while you walked back around the chair to look at him.
Once the helmet was on Jason looked at you both like he was expecting something.
"Ok now what?" He had asked.
"Now take it off?" Said Tim.
Jason then took off the helmet and when he did his hair was standing straight up. Tim smiled and looked at you.
"See", he said while you made an 'oh' sound in understanding.
"Okay so now I fully understand the secrets to my boyfriend's fabulous hair." You had said amusement lacing your voice.
Tim chuckled, "Yeah Jason has helmet hair like 97% of the time he's around." He then took another sip of his coffee, "Which is also the reason why Jason's head looks like twisted up skunk."
"Hey, stop making fun of my hair Timberly!" Jason yelled.
You giggled and sat in Jason's lap wrapping your arms around his shoulders, "Don't listen to Tim babe. Besides I really like your helmet hair it makes you look sexy."
Jason smiled, "Thanks babe."
"You are so welcome", you then give Jason a kiss on the lips.
You both then pull away from each other. Jason looked into your eyes and said, "Where would I be without you?"
"Probably still dead", Tim said standing at the door.
Jason gritted his teeth and picked you up placing you on the chair. He then turned his gaze towards his adopted brother, "I hope your ready. . ." He said while cracking his knuckles. "TO DIE REPLACEMENT!!!!"
"Oh S#!T!" Tim yelled and soon the chase was on, and the once quiet manor was filled with screams and glass shattering somewhere.
You quietly laughed at the two boys and then sighed once more.
"Man. . . . Even after all of that I'm still bored."
~End~