My Hero (Jason)

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Adding in a request part that reader is a lot shorter than Jason so he teases her playfully.
Also, want a continuation of the story Crush? It's on my page, completed. I got carried away while at doctor's offices for the past few days ;)

"Hey short stack." Jason calls out as I enter the diner.

I shake my head with a giggle and settle down in the booth across from him. "Hey Jay."

"That duche hasn't hurt you recently, has he?" Jason asks with a brow raised.

"No..." I look at the menu intensly.

Jason sighs, "Y/n. Every time he even insults you... it's hurting you. Let alone if he lays a hand on you."

"Im fine." I snap some and tuck some hair behind my ear.

He reaches over and lifts the hair up, "Then why is your neck bruising?"

I bat his hand away, "I can handle it. He just got upset when I got into his work stuff while cleaning..."

He sighs, "Y/n. You can come stay with me if it's the lack of a place to go. You know that."

I run a hand through my hair, "Jason... please... let's just enjoy the lunch... we don't get to talk often..."

"We could if you left him." He comments.

I sigh, "So waffles sound nice..."

He takes the hint and smirks some, "make a life sized house on the plate for yourself?"

"Life size? I'm putting syrup on your burger." I smirk.

"You wouldn't." He pouts pittifly.

"I would." I giggle.

The waitress comes over and smiles, taking our order and leaving.

"Jay...?" I say soft.

He looks at me, "Yeah?"

"You serious? You'd help me out if I wanted out?" I ask softly.

"I'd do that and anything else you asked me. You name it, you've got it." He says and takes my hand into his hands.

I smile softly, "Thank you...maybe... maybe I'll take you up on that..."

He seems to relax, "Thank you."

Later on, I get back to the apartment. It's almost dark out by the time I'm walking in.

"Where the fuck were you?" Your boyfriend asks.

"Just for a walk..." I shrug some.

"Do. Not. Lie. To. Me." He says bitterly and steps towards me, holding out his phone. On it is a picture of Jason holding my hand earlier.

Shit.

I quickly run, pulling my phone from my pocket, and call Jason.

Surprisingly, he answers immediatel, "Hey, What's up?"

I go to ask for help, but I fall silent at the sound of a gun loading a round.

He quietly says, "Hide. I'm on my way. And stay on the line."

I turn and look at my boyfriend, dropping my hand with the phone to my side, "Please... don't do this..."

He shakes his head, "If I can't have you, nobody can." Then he pulls the trigger.

The initial searing pain in my chest is muted quickly by a sense of numbness. I can feel myself hit the floor, I hear Jason cursing on the phone, but everything is boggled and numb. All I can think is that I have to stay alive. For Jason. He can't lose any more. He doesn't share a lot about his personal life, but he has shared that he has lost most of the people he cares about in some way or another.

Suddenly glass breaks, and fighting starts. It's a brutal fight from the sounds of it, but I can't move enough to see it.

Then I see someone rush into the room and drop beside me. Looking up, I see the Red Hood Helmet.

He quickly pulls off his helmet, and despite the mask, I'd recognize him anywhere. "Jay..." I whimper out.

He quickly presses a button then puts pressure on the gunshot, "He didn't hit anything serious with that shot... it's ok... I just sent out for help..."

I whimper from the pressure, then whisper,"I'm sorry..."

He shakes his head some, "It isn't your fault... I shouldn't have let you come back here..."

I try to say that I should have listened, but I can't tell how much of it is audible as I loose consciousness.

Next thing I know, there's a beeping by my head and my hand is in someone's hand. I pull my hand back some, worried it is my now ex boyfriend, only to hear Jason say my name.

I open my eyes and look to him, "Jay..? Where's.."

He cuts me off, "Don't push yourself... A shot like you took still can cause breathing issues... we just got lucky it didn't puncture your lung or heart... that duchebag is going to prison for attempted murder, after a lengthy ICU stay..."

I feel myself smile a little, "My hero..."

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