jason is so protective but like the type where he gets bothered when he feels like you’re being disrespected even if it is normal fun teasing by friends and you don’t mind he still doesn’t like it to go on too long and he swears it’s different when he messes with you because he knows he would never, could never disrespect you
Y. E. S.
Here’s the thing: Jason will mess with you all day long the SECOND someone else does it? They’re on his hit list. He’ll call you a bitch as a joke like “bitch, what the fuck are you doing?”
But if someone else says it like “don’t be such a bitch”, even if it is a joke, he will snap his head 90 degrees to glare into their soul until they apologize.
And if it was a joke, you’re like “no! it was funny!” And they’ll be staring over your shoulder at Jason who is doing the cut throat gesture.
They’ll keep apologizing until you catch on and turn around to look at Jason. Your friend watches Jason’s face go from “I’ll bury you piece by piece, starting with you still alive” to “omg my sweet princess! I’m so happy you’re here! I love you!”
And they watch in horror, thinking you’ll never believe them, but you say “Jay, c’mon. We’ve talked about this.” And he hangs his head like a shameful puppy. Puppy eyes and everything until you forgive him.
I know Sam is way more chill in his audio but I couldn’t get the idea of Dexx trying to fly out the door to murder a leech and Sam has to yank ‘em back using vamp speed.
"Great!" Danny says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. The dinner table falls silent as everyone looks towards him. It's a full house today and, honestly, Danny's a little nervous. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I gathered you here today."
"It's dinnertime. In our house." Duke mutters, while doing a very bad job of concealing his yawn. He holds his fork poised over the braised beef, but, just like everyone else, still looks towards Danny before tucking in. It's intriguing enough to wait.
"Yeah, no one misses Alfie's dinner." Dick says, with a brilliant smile that Danny can't help but return.
"Precisely! What better time to talk to you all than when you're all actually here!"
"Wait, I thought you came round to work on our English essays?" Tim asks, blinking owlishly.
"I'm afraid I've lured you here under false pretences, Tim."
"This is where I live."
"I would still really appreciate help on that essay though, I mean, what the hell is Hamlet even about? I just don't get that old time-y language, like 'Hark! A ghost hath killed me!' - absolute rubbish, what does that even mean?"
"The ghost never kills anyone in Hamlet, he's there to tell Hamlet that he was murdered. Have you actually read it?"
"No, but it sounds like you have. Tim, I want this guy to help me with my essay instead. I know for a fact that you haven't read Hamlet, either."
"So? We don't need Jason, I've read the Sparknotes."
"Hi Jason, I'm Danny, pleasure to meet you, summarise Hamlet in three sentences or less."
"Am I auditioning to help you write your essays? I can't believe you’ve gone through your whole school life without reading it, it’s good!"
"Hamlet, along with a number of other classics, was banned in our house because it portrayed ghosts as intelligent and sympathetic beings rather than evil, animalistic beasts. I didn’t even get to see The Muppet's Christmas Carol until last year with Tim! It was surprisingly good, and I hate Christmas because everyone always argued and it sucked. But we're getting off topic. I—"
"No, no, please go back to that, because what the fu—"
"Boys, please." Bruce interrupts, looking to the world as if he wants to hang his head in his hands. "Danny, you were about to say something?"
"Oh, yeah, Mr. Wayne! Thanks!"
"Please, call me Bruce."
"Well, that very succinctly brings me to my point, because I'd actually really like to call you dad."
Nobody says a word. Nobody even blinks, all as shocked as the other, watching open-mouthed as Danny pulls his laptop out from beside his chair. Bruce can definitely feel a headache coming on.
"Before you say anything, I've prepared a 69 slide PowerPoint presentation on why you, Bruce Wayne, should adopt me, Danny Last-Name-Pending. Please save your questions, comments, and verdict until the end, thank you."