Roy Harper-Todd (bowjob) wrote in westviewic, @ 2022-07-04 23:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! altered plot, !log, jason todd (someone2shoot), roy harper (bowjob) |
Who: Roy Harper and Jason Todd
Where: Their place
When: Morning, July 4th
What: More plot shenanigans. Roy is young. Jason is old.
Rating/Warning: Low-ish. They might swear but that's about it
“Wake up, old man, I have freckles again and I hate it!” Roy huffed as he tossed a balled up shirt with would-be deadly accuracy at Jason’s sleeping form. It figured that Westview would throw something like this at him after he was finally starting to accept that he could have a life here. He and Jason could explore those parts of their friendship and codependency that seemed to run deeper than they should. The stability of their jobs helped. The steady income helped and the fact that there were so many other heroes that they didn’t feel compelled to try and save anyone. They were free of a lot of their pasts. So, of course, Westview had to throw a wrench into things.
Roy climbed back up onto the bed and bounced upon the mattress as he continued to talk to the sleeping Jason. “The good news is no one will serve me.” Not that that had really been a deterrent when he was really this age. He’d been stealing alcohol from liquor stores back when he really was this age. “The bad news is… I can’t go to work like this.” If he couldn’t buy it then he definitely couldn’t look pretty behind a bar while he was selling it. He frowned before giving into the more childish urge to actually jump. He was careful not to jump on Jason. He didn’t doubt that the other would knock him down. “I need help with Lian. She’s hating this.”