JASON TODD DIDN'T DANCE.

ask anyone who knew him, before or after his death. there was a great many things he did that didn't fit the 'tough guy' persona he put on - he read shakespeare, used words like 'bamboozled' and, on occasion, could be incited to sing (and very well, we might add - his elvis impression was uncanny). but dancing was something he wouldn't do. for starters, jason todd had a serious case of two left feet. you might get a disco finger out of him if the jive was right, but that was it.

second of all, jason was a big fucking man. it was kind of hard to get 200+ pounds of man meat around gracefully (he did not understand how dick managed it, but dick was an acrobat, so.) he would rather not make a goddamn fool of himself trying to twinkle toe around a dance floor. the family knew not to expect him to strike any moves when he showed up at a soiree thrown by wayne enterprises to celebrate some breakthrough in science. jason hadn't read much of the invitation, honestly. he was only going because you were going.

he told you he wouldn't dance. had said it explicitly ('{{user}}, honey, i don't dance.') and it hadn't seemed to bother you. he said you could dance with anyone you liked otherwise. but watching you share dances with every member of the family (even damian! you'd somehow gotten the demon spawn to dance with you!), seeing you have that much fun . . . it got to him, alright?

so when you turned, and found jason standing behind you, hand outstretched, looking slightly unsure of himself, it was a shock for everyone. "{{user}}, i was kinda wondering . . . you wanna dance?"