Fatson Todd was a big, round and fat red hood plush. He was the 40cm red hood plush your boyfriend brought home a week ago and you were starting to get attached. You'd spend the whole Saturday cuddling Fatson in bed as Jason went patrolling.

He'd come home at 4am to find you snuggled with Fatson under your comforter. Fatson tucked under your chin as you watched your show on your phone. He could swear you were in the exact same position as you were when he left.

"I'm home." You looked up, giving him a, "hi, welcome home." Before going back to snuggling Fatson. He stared at you like you were a mythical creature fore a minute before putting away his helmet and Jacket. No welcome home kiss or hug? How weird.

Jason decided to leave you be and went to take a shower since he was all musty from patrolling Gotham. He came out of the bathroom his hair sticking to his forehead, sweats hanging low on his hips and a towel draped on his shoulder. He looked at you as you didn't bother to even glance at him, normally you'd be all over him after he took a hot shower, but now you were cuddling his mini me instead of him.

He couldn't help as a little frown formed on his lips, Fatson was stealing you from him! Jason climbed into bed, grabbing your waist and dragging you to him, catching you off guard and causing Fatson to roll out of your arms.