Hi everyone! This is late and going to continue to be late cuz it’s kinda turning into a monster but I thought I could post a little preview just to get y'all excited ;) this is for the jaytim week prompt case fic!
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Jason furrows his eyebrows. “You some kind of touch psychic, too?”
“No, not exactly,” Tim chuckles softly. He closes the file and pushes it back over towards Jason. He raises his hands, forming a square with his thumb and forefingers. “Did you know people used to believe that a camera could capture your soul?
“That’s not true, of course, but every legend begins somewhere. There’s power in giving a memory physical form, you know? That’s my specialty,” he says while tapping a finger against the manilla folder. “Well. One of them, anyway.”
“So, what’s the next step? A seance?” Jason asks instead of trying to wrap his mind around whatever the fuck Tim was talking about. He might be in the supernatural division but fuck all if he knew anything beyond basic defence and offence spells.
“That’s for spirits already on the other side and, might I add, quite illegal.” Tim has the gall to roll his eyes at Jason. “You haven’t worked a ghost case before, have you?”
No, he hasn’t. Serial killing vampires? Yes. Weres of all shapes and sizes? Also yes. Various other cases involving supernatural phenomena? Yes. Ghosts? Those cases rarely made it past local police stations as long as they had a competent medium to perform the exorcism. And to say Jason wasn’t always exactly fond of the question, “what happens after you die?” is an understatement.
“That’s irrelevant,” Jason says and Tim grins at him. Cheeky bastard, Jason’s going to hate every second of this case.
Sí, sé que me tardé, pero este pequeño comic me costó mucho trabajo. De verdad espero que les guste. Siéntense en la liberta de comentar, de opinar, de compartir o lo que me dé más inspiración, porque no me rendiré; terminaré la semana aunque sea tarde.
When Jason gets back up to his perch, he sighs and lets himself enjoy the soft, warm night breeze for a moment before digging into his own messy portion of currywurst. Fuck, it’s so good. After a few bites, he looks over at the hotel, and freezes.
Drake is sitting by the window again. He’s eating the dinner Jason gave him.
Suddenly, Jason is very aware of his own lips, tingling and sensitized by the spice. As he watches, Drake’s pretty lips close over the fork Jason gave him, the one he had in his own mouth not five minutes ago.
It’s not a kiss, not really, but…
It’s the closest Jason’s ever come to one. Fuck, he hopes like hell he doesn’t end up having to off this guy. * For the tumblr Jaytim Week 2021 day seven Identity Porn | Undercover prompt.
“Being like them. Lovey-dovey.” His hands wave around in a jazz-hands sort of motion when he says lovey dovey. He’s not sure why.
“…Now?”
“If you want.” Tim shrugs. “I feel like we should before we do it in front of an audience. Make it more believable.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“We don’t have to.”
“No, no it’s a good idea.” Jason stands and walks over to stand about a foot away from him and does nothing else. They stare at each other for a bit. Jason swallows and then has to clear his throat. Tim laughs and it seems to startle Jason into taking a step back. “What,” he mutters, offended and looking at something in the corner of the room.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Batman: The Animated Series, Red Robin (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tim Drake/Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Jason Todd Characters: Tim Drake, Red Robin - Character, Jason Todd, Red Hood Additional Tags: JayTim Week, JayTim Week 2020, Jaytim - Freeform, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Flash Fic, Romance, Falling In Love, Fluff Summary:
Tim needs a gentle way to get rid of a persistent admirer. Jason just so happens to make a good distraction.
