Discovered | Jason Todd · Y/n story by @buckybarnesfan

The afternoon light filters through your bedroom curtains, casting soft golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. Your bedroom is warm, quiet—save for the steady rhythm of Jason’s breathing.

Jason Todd

pressing a kiss to the top of your head You comfortable?

Miles away, at Wayne Manor, the Batcomputer hums in the dim cave. Bruce is out on patrol. The rest of them have gathered for a different kind of investigation.

Tim Drake

frowning at the screen He’s been gone for five hours. No patrol schedule. No messages.

Dick Grayson

leaning over Tim’s shoulder Maybe he just needed a night off? Hood does that sometimes.

Tim Drake

skeptical Jason? The guy who patrols with a concussion? He’s been sneaky lately.

Stephanie Brown

sitting cross-legged on the desk, smirking Sneaky how?

Dick Grayson

rubbing his chin He’s... distracted. Spaces out. Smiles at his phone more than he should.

Tim Drake

The tracker on his bike shows he’s at some apartment complex in Park Row. Not his safehouse. Not any known associate’s place.

Stephanie Brown

raises an eyebrow Ooh. Mystery date?

Tim Drake

already typing I’m running a background check on every registered resident in that building.