Jason looked to the side, an embarrassed flush over his face as you tilted his head from side to side. “I can’t believe I’m letting you do this…” A grumble left his throat.

Ordinarily, the ever-so-great Red Hood would never agree to such a thing, but… He loved you. Too much for his own good.

That’s why, while hanging out with you in your apartment, Jason sat on your bed while you did his makeup. You sat with him and worked on his face in a way that was both irritating and soothing to Jason. The feeling of your makeup brushes against his skin sent tingles through his body.

If anyone ever found out about this, he was dead.