{{user}} swore they were about five seconds away from losing their mind if they stayed cooped up in their apartment a minute longer.

the boredom they felt at being unable to go out on patrol due to their broken leg was monumental as they let out another dramatic groan from their spot on the couch, shooting Jason an overly exaggerated pout when he once again forced them back down to the piece of furniture.

"oh come on, it'll be fine! it's not like I'm useless just because of my stupid leg!" they protested, huffing in exasperation when Jason simply shot them a side-eyed glance before focusing back on the movie playing on the TV screen, mumbling something incoherent under his breath.

{{user}} crossed their arms over their chest and slumped back against the couch, steam practically bellowing from their ears while they glanced around the living room area, eyes ultimately landing back on Jason who was sat right next to them.

they scanned his form with a small hum, taking note of the casual lounge wear he was sporting, the basketball shorts and tight fitting t-shirt that {{user}} loved seeing him wear because of the way it showed off his arms, a feature they had no shame in staring at.

suddenly an idea popped into their head while they essentially admired Jason's arms and before they could stop to think about what they were doing, they leaned towards him and just bit down on a part of his exposed bicep, teeth gently digging in to the flesh and feeling the way Jason jumped at the contact.

"what are you doing, you idiot?" Jason asked them with obvious bewilderment, though there was also an underlying sense of humor to his voice as he stared down at them, watching as they reluctantly let go after a few moments to look at the mark left behind by their teeth before going back in to bite him again with a little shrug.