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Jason and Tim just stood there staring intensely at each other. I was so confused as to why Jason was practically scowling at Tim, a boy who I did indeed remember. Tim rarely would pop up at gatherings, not that I attended many myself. But I did go to a few little pow wows during high school, due to Laura's persistence that I join in.
However, I really knew Tim from the library down the street from my house. He tended to frequent there, we met due to his generosity... and height. I had been trying to reach a book on the top shelf of the (favorite genre) section and was having some difficulties. Tim had noticed my struggle and aided me in grabbing the book. We talked for only a bit because I had to head back home soon. I had learned he too was a senior, but not at Gotham High. He didn't tell me where he went.
He was very kind and highly observant of things, which was kinda odd but amusing. After that we never talked again, other than the occasional greeting or light conversation. Other than that we just stayed to ourselves, sometimes he'd even come sit at the same table as me. There was never an awkward silence. I hardly knew him other than his name was Tim and he was around my age.
Anywho, back to present day. There he was, standing before me in one of his rare outings other than at the library. But he seemed to know Jason, how they knew each other I know not.
I was torn from my previous thoughts when Laura made a bizarre assumption, "Oh my! (y/n)! Who, may I ask is this?" she exaggerated throwing me a mischievous wink "A boyfriend, I assume?" She giggled indicating towards Jason's arms around my waist.
I sputtered at her speculation, taken aback I attempted to explain myself, but Jason found his voice and decided to cut in.
"You assume correctly, m'lady," he said devilishly. I felt his lean down his breath brushing my cheek.
Laura squealed with excitement, "How exciting! And I have to say you are a lucky gal to get someone so cute," she so brazenly exclaimed.
Jason chuckled, "Oh please, I'm the lucky one to have such a beauty like (y/n)." Jason leaned closer to me, his lips brushing against my ear now, "Aight that right, Doll?"
He was toying with me!
My face turned a deep red, which Laura read as embarrassment instead of anger. She giggled at his little show he was putting on. I tried removing his arms from around my waist but he was locked on.
Laura giggled at what she assumed was playful banter and waved her goodbyes. She and the others all took their leave, however I noticed Tim lingered for a few moments, glaring at Jason. I watched confused as to why Tim had any reason to dislike Jason, other than Jason's usual dick head ways.
Did they know each other?
"Well, doll face, what should we do next on our date?" Jason whispered in my ear. His lips were right up against my ear, breath tickling the little hairs.
I was fuming at his playful comments. He took noted of this and just chuckled, "Aw Doll, you know I just like to see you all fired up."
I scoffed at him and yanked myself out of his grip, storming away. I could hear him chuckle at my actions as he followed behind me closely.
I just walked around, knowing he was keeping up right behind me. I walked to stay away from him. However, after a few minutes of this, I felt a hand grab my wrist and whipped around to find Jason tugging me along. I followed begrudgingly behind him as he brought us to the entrance to the Ferris wheel. To our lucky the line was practically empty.
He dragged me onto a car and up we went, getting higher and higher above the fair grounds. This wasn't like those corny movies, it was a normal ferris wheel very slowly making its rounds as per usual. Also I was on it with a mob lord/vigilante or something guy who enjoyed annoying the shit outta me.
I sat in the car with my arms crossed, staring out at the grounds coming and going oh so slowly.
I glanced next to me where Jason sat on the other end with his arms across the back of the bench, a decent ways away from me. He was smirking at me.
"What?" I snapped.
He chuckled, "It's funny how wound up you are after a little joke"
I huffed "Well you didn't have to be all touchy and embarrass me like that!"
"In front of who? The grumpy lil bitch boy?" It was his turn to scoff, "Don't see him as your type."
"Oh?" I turned toward him, more annoyed than angry now, "And what, pray tell, is my type?"
"Well," He began "I see you liking the more mysterious types. A bit of a badass, one who can keep up with your big mouth."
I opened my mouth to protest but he beat me to it, "Ah ah ah let me finish."
I glared at his stupid face with that stupid smirk.
"You want someone who can make you feel like you have a voice to fight back or to speak your mind." I listened to him as he continued. "You've been stuck in a bad place where you just did as you were told, or simply hid from those who could control you."
I was speechless at this point, his words struck a nerve, reopening wounds and bringing forth hidden ones. I felt tear pushing against the back of my eyes but I held them back, not wanting to show how hard his words were hitting home.
"You always did what you could to avoid trouble, yet you never hesitated to make sure those you loved were safe and provided for. You had to take up a huge burden to protect and care for those you loved." I was engulfed by his every word now.
"But you want someone to do the same for you... Someone to take away that burden for you. Someone to protect you and provide you with the comforts of a real life."
I was unaware of his growing proximity, I was far too captivated my his words.
"...A man who can make you feel that freedom you once felt before everything seemed to die. A man who can make your life thrilling yet comfortable. Adventurous, yet give you a sense of stability. Someone who can bring out that gorgeous, irresistible fire within you.." I didn't realized until that moment how close he was to me. Nor the fact that his arm that was resting on the back of the bench was now pressed against the wall of the car behind me.
I could feel his breath over my face, my own breaths mixing in with his. His stunning blue eyes captivated my own (e/c) ones.
His voice dropped to a mere whisper, "Someone to make you feel alive again"
With those words I couldn't believe what had happened next, his face dipped down and I felt the brush of his soft lips against my own. My eyes involuntarily closed at the gentle touch. I, too, leaned in against my better judgement, expecting to feel the soft pressure of his mouth. However, I felt his other hand reach up and brushed my hair away from my cheek, and a warm sensation spread over me as a light kiss was placed on my forehead.

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Jason and Tim just stood there staring intensely at each other. I was so confused as to why Jason was practically scowling at Tim, a boy who I did indeed remember. Tim rarely would pop up at gatherings, not that I attended many myself. But I did go to a few little pow wows during high school, due to Laura's persistence that I join in.
However, I really knew Tim from the library down the street from my house. He tended to frequent there, we met due to his generosity... and height. I had been trying to reach a book on the top shelf of the (favorite genre) section and was having some difficulties. Tim had noticed my struggle and aided me in grabbing the book. We talked for only a bit because I had to head back home soon. I had learned he too was a senior, but not at Gotham High. He didn't tell me where he went.
He was very kind and highly observant of things, which was kinda odd but amusing. After that we never talked again, other than the occasional greeting or light conversation. Other than that we just stayed to ourselves, sometimes he'd even come sit at the same table as me. There was never an awkward silence. I hardly knew him other than his name was Tim and he was around my age.
Anywho, back to present day. There he was, standing before me in one of his rare outings other than at the library. But he seemed to know Jason, how they knew each other I know not.
I was torn from my previous thoughts when Laura made a bizarre assumption, "Oh my! (y/n)! Who, may I ask is this?" she exaggerated throwing me a mischievous wink "A boyfriend, I assume?" She giggled indicating towards Jason's arms around my waist.
I sputtered at her speculation, taken aback I attempted to explain myself, but Jason found his voice and decided to cut in.
"You assume correctly, m'lady," he said devilishly. I felt his lean down his breath brushing my cheek.
Laura squealed with excitement, "How exciting! And I have to say you are a lucky gal to get someone so cute," she so brazenly exclaimed.
Jason chuckled, "Oh please, I'm the lucky one to have such a beauty like (y/n)." Jason leaned closer to me, his lips brushing against my ear now, "Aight that right, Doll?"
He was toying with me!
My face turned a deep red, which Laura read as embarrassment instead of anger. She giggled at his little show he was putting on. I tried removing his arms from around my waist but he was locked on.
Laura giggled at what she assumed was playful banter and waved her goodbyes. She and the others all took their leave, however I noticed Tim lingered for a few moments, glaring at Jason. I watched confused as to why Tim had any reason to dislike Jason, other than Jason's usual dick head ways.
Did they know each other?
"Well, doll face, what should we do next on our date?" Jason whispered in my ear. His lips were right up against my ear, breath tickling the little hairs.
I was fuming at his playful comments. He took noted of this and just chuckled, "Aw Doll, you know I just like to see you all fired up."
I scoffed at him and yanked myself out of his grip, storming away. I could hear him chuckle at my actions as he followed behind me closely.
I just walked around, knowing he was keeping up right behind me. I walked to stay away from him. However, after a few minutes of this, I felt a hand grab my wrist and whipped around to find Jason tugging me along. I followed begrudgingly behind him as he brought us to the entrance to the Ferris wheel. To our lucky the line was practically empty.
He dragged me onto a car and up we went, getting higher and higher above the fair grounds. This wasn't like those corny movies, it was a normal ferris wheel very slowly making its rounds as per usual. Also I was on it with a mob lord/vigilante or something guy who enjoyed annoying the shit outta me.
I sat in the car with my arms crossed, staring out at the grounds coming and going oh so slowly.
I glanced next to me where Jason sat on the other end with his arms across the back of the bench, a decent ways away from me. He was smirking at me.
"What?" I snapped.
He chuckled, "It's funny how wound up you are after a little joke"
I huffed "Well you didn't have to be all touchy and embarrass me like that!"
"In front of who? The grumpy lil bitch boy?" It was his turn to scoff, "Don't see him as your type."
"Oh?" I turned toward him, more annoyed than angry now, "And what, pray tell, is my type?"
"Well," He began "I see you liking the more mysterious types. A bit of a badass, one who can keep up with your big mouth."
I opened my mouth to protest but he beat me to it, "Ah ah ah let me finish."
I glared at his stupid face with that stupid smirk.
"You want someone who can make you feel like you have a voice to fight back or to speak your mind." I listened to him as he continued. "You've been stuck in a bad place where you just did as you were told, or simply hid from those who could control you."
I was speechless at this point, his words struck a nerve, reopening wounds and bringing forth hidden ones. I felt tear pushing against the back of my eyes but I held them back, not wanting to show how hard his words were hitting home.
"You always did what you could to avoid trouble, yet you never hesitated to make sure those you loved were safe and provided for. You had to take up a huge burden to protect and care for those you loved." I was engulfed by his every word now.
"But you want someone to do the same for you... Someone to take away that burden for you. Someone to protect you and provide you with the comforts of a real life."
I was unaware of his growing proximity, I was far too captivated my his words.
"...A man who can make you feel that freedom you once felt before everything seemed to die. A man who can make your life thrilling yet comfortable. Adventurous, yet give you a sense of stability. Someone who can bring out that gorgeous, irresistible fire within you.." I didn't realized until that moment how close he was to me. Nor the fact that his arm that was resting on the back of the bench was now pressed against the wall of the car behind me.
I could feel his breath over my face, my own breaths mixing in with his. His stunning blue eyes captivated my own (e/c) ones.
His voice dropped to a mere whisper, "Someone to make you feel alive again"
With those words I couldn't believe what had happened next, his face dipped down and I felt the brush of his soft lips against my own. My eyes involuntarily closed at the gentle touch. I, too, leaned in against my better judgement, expecting to feel the soft pressure of his mouth. However, I felt his other hand reach up and brushed my hair away from my cheek, and a warm sensation spread over me as a light kiss was placed on my forehead.