Childe falling head over heels for you but being too hesitant to tell you- he's a Harbinger, after all! he doesn't want you getting hurt in any way because of his line of work, and he keeps his love for you secret, burning in his chest.
so Foul Legacy tries to take initiative instead.
Childe doesn't mean for you to meet Foul Legacy- it just happens one day, after he's done fighting a hoard of bandits who had been a particular thorn in his and the Fatui's side, that you happen to wander into the area on your daily walk and spot Childe in his Foul Legacy form.
you stare at Childe. Childe stares at you. and suddenly, Foul Legacy begins to purr at the mere sight of you, crouching to meet your height and your gaze, ocean blue eye sparkling in delight.
it's you, the person Childe keeps thinking about so often, the person he refuses to confess to under a veil of half-baked excuses. Foul Legacy sweeps you into his arms, rumbling happily at the squeak of surprise that slips from your mouth. you're so amazing, so wonderful, so perfect- he can tell just by looking at you, and Foul Legacy affectionately cups your cheek with his claws, gently tracing down your face. with the care of a gentle lover, he presses his mouth to your forehead as some sort of kiss.
your eyes trail past the strange, glittering beast holding you so gently and land on the defeated bandits, widening in surprise. quickly you glance back up at Foul Legacy, who looks down at you with all his attention.
"did you do this?"
Childe almost hesitates, but takes notice at the expression of awe on your face, and nods. your eyes widen further as you mumble, "amazing..." and Foul Legacy feels his star-speckled heart beat faster as he chirps- a sound he wasn't even aware he could make- and gives your cheek a quick lick. your laughter rings out amongst the trees, and Childe almost coos from how much he loves the sound.
perhaps confessing to you isn't such a bad idea after all.
PART TWO IS NOW HERE
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Can I kiss you?
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“—so sorry! I swear I didn’t mean to kill him! It was an accident! He just jumped me out of nowhere and I have had bad experiences with clowns in the past so when I saw it was a clown trying to kidnap me I kinda just panicked and punched him! I swear, dude, I didn’t mean to hit him so hard—“
Jason, much too calmly, likely in some form of shock, rises from the crouched-down position he had been in to check the clown corpse’s pulse.
He had seen the poor, still rambling, twink getting grabbed from a distance and was about to step in as Red Hood, not even having been aware it was the Joker who —shouldn’t he have been in Arkham? There has been no announcement of him breaking out yet— had grabbed the guy until he had run close enough to the scene.
Which was after the guy had already been startled so badly by the Joker trying to kidnap him that he sucker punched the Joker into the wall of the alley so hard the clown died.
Said twink then realized what he had done and that he had a witness, that witness being Red Hood himself, and had started his frenzied speech on how it was an accident and to please don’t take him to jail he’s only just started his scholarship at Gotham U. and he can’t have murder on his track record yet.
Breathless, Jason looks at the nervous twink in front of him, who's still trying to plead his case, and who just obliterated the Joker with a punch.
Before his brain can catch up to his mouth, he’s already cutting the distressed monologuing off.
“Can I kiss you?” He blurts out.
Danny, taken off guard, breaks out of his panicked—oh, Ancients, I just killed someone— stupor and lets out a startled laugh.
“Take me out to dinner first” came the automatic joking reply, Danny still largely in shock of what he did.
Jason, either not picking up on the joking tone or ignoring it, nods seriously, already trying to come up with the best place for a dinner date with the cute twink to thank him for his service to the city.
Danny, who has calmed down slightly by now, glances between the red-helmed vigilante and the clown corpse. His gaze lands on Red Hood and he hesitantly speaks up again.
“So, uh, what happens now? Do I need to go to the station to make a statement orrrr?” He pauses awkwardly.
Jason, who’s still trying to figure out whether the Bat Burger would be a good place for a first date or not, doesn’t reply.
“I’ve got school in the morning and I only have like,” he pauses to check his phone for the time, “3 more hours before I have to be up for my first lesson. Soooo, I’m just gonna go. That cool?”
Again, he waits for a reply. But it doesn’t come.
“Right. Cool cool. Uh, see you later? Mr. Red Hood dude sir?” Danny gives a clumsy and awkward salute before turning tail and speed-walking away.
It’s not until 30 minutes later, once Jason has finally decided on the perfect place to take the guy to dinner to, that he realizes the twink is gone.
Fuck, he forgot to ask for the guy’s name.
…
And number.
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