"Well, guess what: it did. You did." she spat when the kiss broke, staying close enough to touch, to hold...never really letting go as she grabbed his shoulders and shook him, features contorted with fury and eyes star-bright with angry tears as she kept talking. "You sit there and you tell me how much you love how dangerous I am...and then what? You try to protect me from the Red Hood? I get not telling me about your past, I understand that..."
She trailed off, her face twisting with a fresh surge of anger just before she suddenly flung herself into his arms.
She needed to walk away. Step back, be furious, hate him for a while. She didn't want to give into the urge to just keep punching him until he understood, or slapping him until he felt every single shred of betrayal that was in her. She needed to lance this wound, let it drain safely...then yell at him.
And keep yelling until he understood.
The fear wouldn't let her walk away, though, because Jason had just saved her life. He'd nearly died, saving her life and all she could envision was his death, and her never knowing where Jason had gone or what had happened to him, because he'd been blown to bits in an explosion rigged by his own alter ego.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, the helmet falling forgotten on the ground, she pressed her face to his neck and finally let the tears fall as she held on.
"I swear to God, if you ever go trolling for bad guys without at least calling from now on, I am breaking up with you on the spot, you fucking jerk." she hissed against his neck, giving him another little shake before drawing back to meet his gaze. "Because let's get one thing clear: this is not your Get Out Of Jail Free card. This just means the Red Hood got himself a new partner, and...I need a few days to cool off so I don't kill you. I can't kill you now, you're hurt--Jesus, you're hurt. Do you need a hospital? God, if I have to take you to the hospital like this--goddamnit, if I didn't love you so much I'd hate your fucking guts right now..."
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She trailed off, her face twisting with a fresh surge of anger just before she suddenly flung herself into his arms.
She needed to walk away. Step back, be furious, hate him for a while. She didn't want to give into the urge to just keep punching him until he understood, or slapping him until he felt every single shred of betrayal that was in her. She needed to lance this wound, let it drain safely...then yell at him.
And keep yelling until he understood.
The fear wouldn't let her walk away, though, because Jason had just saved her life. He'd nearly died, saving her life and all she could envision was his death, and her never knowing where Jason had gone or what had happened to him, because he'd been blown to bits in an explosion rigged by his own alter ego.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, the helmet falling forgotten on the ground, she pressed her face to his neck and finally let the tears fall as she held on.
"I swear to God, if you ever go trolling for bad guys without at least calling from now on, I am breaking up with you on the spot, you fucking jerk." she hissed against his neck, giving him another little shake before drawing back to meet his gaze. "Because let's get one thing clear: this is not your Get Out Of Jail Free card. This just means the Red Hood got himself a new partner, and...I need a few days to cool off so I don't kill you. I can't kill you now, you're hurt--Jesus, you're hurt. Do you need a hospital? God, if I have to take you to the hospital like this--goddamnit, if I didn't love you so much I'd hate your fucking guts right now..."