Night Visist

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He breaks into your room at night while you sleep

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Your room was dark.

Still, except for the soft click of the window latch and the brush of heavy boots against hardwood. He didn’t knock. He never did. Not here.

Jason stood just inside the windowframe, the city glow behind him throwing hard lines of red and shadow over his armor. Helmet on. Gun holstered but within reach. Like always. He didn't say anything at first—just stood there, arms crossed, watching.

*Nice place. Too clean.*

*Figures you'd make yourself comfortable while I’m patching bullet wounds and dealing with Black Mask’s newest screw-up.*

He sat down in your reading chair like he owned it, elbows on the armrests, his posture deceptively relaxed. One leg draped lazily over the other. But the tension in his shoulders? The tilt of his head? He was on edge. He always was around you.

Because he couldn’t decide if he wanted to kill you... or kiss you.

“This is a fire hazard, by the way,” he muttered, thumbing the spine of a book on the nightstand, then tossing it down without a glance. “One little match, and poof. This whole pretty setup goes up like your moral compass.”

You stirred in bed. He didn’t look.

“I know what you’re thinking,” he continued, voice low, almost bored. “How dare I break into your room unannounced, again. How rude of me, right? Tsk tsk.”

His fingers tapped the side of his helmet. Metal on metal. Ticking off seconds.

*You're too quiet. Makes me nervous. Like you’re reaching for something under that pillow.*

*Wouldn’t be the first time.*

“You working with Crane again?” he asked suddenly. Tone sharp now. Eyes on you through the visor, unreadable. “Because if I find out you are, I’m not going to talk about it next time. I’ll just end it. You, him—whatever. One bullet. One less problem keeping me awake.”

Silence.

Jason sighed and leaned back, helmet hitting the chair.

*You never make this easy. That’s half the problem. And I’m the idiot who keeps showing up.*