In honor of our angry bird i wrote a little birthday One-shot. i hope you guys enjoy. they may be a little 0oc. -Jasz

You really didn't want to go. You weren't part of the superhero club nor the anti-hero club. You were a civilian. A civilian that knew a little too much for your own good. So when Stephanie invited you to Jason's birthday party, you quickly denied in going. You have uncertain feelings over the tall, teal eyed man. Sure you adored his younger brother Tim! He's one of your besties along with Steph and Cass. So on the day of the party, Steph nearly tore down your bedroom door. Shoved you into the bathroom and demanded you shower or she'd give you a bath.

Grumbling you shower, when you get out, she's there with a towel. You cry out in shock but she waves you off stating that she has the same bits. Handing you a new set of clothes that you would only wear when you go out to clubs with the others, a nice off shoulder top with high waist shorts, and black wedged sandals. Pouting you put on your clothes as Steph starts on your hair.

The heat from the blow dyer just makes you want to toss it out the room. So as she starts styling your hair, you start your make up routine. When finished you barely recognized yourself in the mirror. Steph smiles at her work and whips out her phone. Standing beside you, she poses and snaps a photo. She puts it on all her social media links. Your phone buzzes as you glance at the photo you can't help but laugh at the caption. You were tagged along with Tim and Cass.

'With my wife, Y/n, just missing my husband (Cass) and my lover, (Tim!)'

You shake your head as a lot of her friends start to like and make comments. One from Jason caught your attention. Ignoring everything you notice Steph eyeing you. Sticking your tongue out at her; she just smiles. The two of you start down towards the uber she ordered.

Once you get to the party, that was in a large yard and many entered and exited a large house. Of course, It was at Tim's place. You have a feeling Tim was cornered into letting by his brother in having his other brother's birthday bash at his place. As teens of varies ages and sizes greet Steph. You are pulled away by Cass, whom you embrace tightly. The blasting music and swaying bodies bump into each other. Cass offers you a bottle of water in which you take and thank her for.

Somehow you end up losing Cass in the sea of teens. Entering the house, you find Tim chasing several people out of the bedrooms. He appears just about ready to pull out his hair in despair. Going up the stairs you lean over the railing and pat his head as he bangs it against the railing. He glances up and gives you a pitiful look.

"Aw, is my timid Bird regretting this?" You coo as he shoves his face into his arm and nods.

"I blame Roy, Dick, Wally and Bart... it was suppose to be a quiet evening. Just close friends, but then they had to run their mouths. Now half the teens from the superhero community are here as well as classmates. " He mumbles into his arm.

"Aw my Timid Birdie. It's okay. I'm sure, Cass can scare them away." You continue to pat his head until you are pulled away by Roy.

You try to escape him and Tim tries half-heartily to help you but is forced to guard his bedroom. Stupid horny teens! You scratch at Roy until he shoves you into a drunk Jason. You glare at the ginger who smiles at you. He hands you a double shot glass and fills it to the rim.

"Take a shot with the birthday boy!" He shouts over the music as he fills a glass for Jason.

"I don't want to!" You try to hand him the glass back.

"Come on-Y/n." Jason calls out.

"I think you had too much to drink, Jason." You give him a wryly look.

"I'll stop only if you take this shot with me." He slurs but you can tell he's been sobering up. You recall times when he'd come to visit and you witness his drunken exploits all thanks to Tim forcing you to go with him to pick up his big brother.

"I hate you all." You clink your glass with his and chug the burning liquid known as vodka. You release a gasp as you uncap your water bottle and chase the foul taste away.

Jason takes it like nothing and sets it down. You notice that he's wearing a tight fitted white tee that many had written on. You can find Roy's sloppy writing. You smile that His brothers and sister all wrote something meaningful. You saw that someone drew something foul and at the end happy birthday, asshole. You frowned at that. You were raised to speak your mind but at the same time not to be rude.

"You want to write something, Meine Geliebte?" He whips out a marker.

"How drunk was he to let people write on his shirt?" You question Roy who was watching Wally party boying and a blond looking like she wanted the ground to eat her.

"We started around two in the morning and by the time we got here he was gone. He took a nap so when people started appearing we had already started to write on his shirt."

"I saved you a spot, y/n." Jason takes your hand and places the marker in it. "Right here, where you belong." He points at a spot on his chest; a place where you could say your heart rests.

"I don't know what to write." You confess as Roy sees a staggering Dick appear with cake. Steph is trying to get the cake out of his hands as Cass just trails behind them.

"Anything, Meine Geliebte."

"What does that mean?"

"It's German for-"

Just when he's about to answer, everyone starts to sing happy birthday. Jason gets up and stares at everyone. Dick somehow slips pass Roy and attempts to smash the cake in Jason's face. Expect the ginger slaps it out of his hands and it falls to the ground. You watch as Dick bends down and scoops as much as he could and slaps it on his taller but younger brother. You get hit with bits of frosting.

"What the hell, Dick!" Roy yells.

"You're dead when he sobers up and watches the videos... He loves cake!" Steph huffs as she glares at the drunk acrobat who sways away to the music. You watch as Jason slips on the cake and frosting as he tried to embrace Steph. He falls at your feet, you try to help him up but end up on him. He smiles up at you.

"Meine Geliebte,-"

"Okay, it's time for bed." Roy helps you up and gets Jason up slightly, he's mostly drags the larger male but you help him as much as you could.

As you move about the bodies in hopes of getting him up the stairs and into one of the spare bedrooms. You find Tim there ready for his drunk brother. As Tim takes hold of the side you were carrying, you are about to leave when you feel a hand holding onto your forearm. You see Jason's large hand holding onto. As you are forced to go into the room with the boys, Steph and Cass. Cass uses a wet wipe to clean her brother's face.

"Jay-bird, it's time to go to sleep." Roy shoves his best friend onto the queen sized bed.

"No," Jason starts up and stands. This goes on for several minutes.

"Y/n will lay with you if you go to sleep." Steph cries out as Jason turns to face her and you. He without even looking back flops back. A loud boom is heard due to his weight and the headboard hitting the wall.

"What the hell, Steph!" You hiss as Jason eyes you. "I'm not going to lay with him."

"Take one for the team, Y/n." Roy pleas as he tries to give you the puppy eyes you usually fall for but only when Tim does it.

"Piss off, Harper." You growl, only to get shoved by Tim and Cass. You fall on the bed and are quickly snatched up. You try to pull away and reach out to your so called friends who wave at you and quickly exit the room.

"Liebling ich liebe dich." He hums as he peacefully cradles you softly.

You release a sigh and just wait for him to fall asleep. You can hear the music bumping and people singing. You can image Tim about ready to disappear into his batcave. Smiling you allow yourself drifting to sleep. With the soft thumping of Jason's heartbeat and warmth engulfing you.

Next morning,

You are jerked away and tossed out the bed. You groan as you sit up to see Jason eyeing you. You rub your head and try to get up. Only then you realize you still have your Wedges on. The door opens and Roy smiles. Tim behind him, the ex-boy wonder doesn't look to happy. He helps you up and is about ready to say something.

"What the hell is Y/n doing here?"

"You wouldn't go to sleep unless she was with you. You looked so cute. You held onto her like a teddy bear. We got pictures." Roy teases only to get a pillow flung at him.

"Why am I sticky?"

"That's what she said!"

"I'm going to murder you Harper!" You kick Roy behind the knee.

"Timmy can you give me a lift back home? I'd ask Helena but knowing her. she's still sleeping. And I don't want to feel her wrath right now." You yawn as you feel the stickiness from the frosting on your skin and hair.

"Sure, let me get my keys." Tim leaves the room leaving you with a fuming Jason and a giggling Roy.

"Why can't remember half the things..."

"You never told me what 'Meine Geliebte' or 'Liebling ich liebe dich' mean." You look into Jason's teal eyes.

Jason pales as he avoids eye contact with you. Roy laughs so hard that he lets out a toot. You scrunch your nose at this and back out the room. You can't help but feel that it was something that you aren't meant to know about.

"You confessed to her in German!" Roy cries as his voice booms in the silent house.

"Shut up." You head down and don't hear the rest of the conversion but you do hear is a loud bang. Jason most likely shot at his best friend over something silly again. Tim meets you at the door with a groggy Stephanie and Cass. The four of you, just end up at Steph and your condo, snoozing in a single room and bed.

With Jason before the bang,

"In love and Drunk! You are always drunk when she's around. Or are you just drunk on her? Love Drunk is what you are."

He tackles his ginger friend to the ground and punches him several times. He grumbles as he walks out the room leaving a giggling ginger rolling on the floor. As he passes one of the mirrors he sees the damage done to his shirt. But he sees something that makes him smile.

'Mi osito de peluche te quiero mucho.' You had written the message when he was knocked out and you were still encircled in his embrace. So taking advantage of the Spanish you learned in school you put it to good use...

At least he has your confession written unlike his confession. He really needs to stop drinking around you. Maybe take you out and get that confession in words. But first he needs to go find the videos that will fill in the blanks and maybe maim some people.

Meanings

German:

'Meine Geliebte' - My beloved

'Liebling, ich liebe dich' - Darling, I love you.

Spanish:

'Mi osito de peluche te quiero mucho ' - My (little) teddy bear, i love/like you very much

There you have it! I hope you enjoyed! Don't forget to review. Before i forget i should state that I have this mini story/serieson my Wattpad account. I'll be trying to get the other one-shots posted here that I've already posted over there. -Jasz

Posted on Fanfic and Wattpad On 08-16-17