Was this requested? No.
Is Jerome my comfort character when I feel like shit? Maybe.
You absolutely loved college. You enjoyed your classes, your professors were decent and you didn't even mind the homework and essays you had to do. You were making friends and having fun while getting pretty good grades. It was getting harder and harder to pay for your apartment though.
Your family had told you they were more than capable to send you money every month for your needs and recently that quickly changed. You thought you would just not got get money for one month, which you could manage since you did put some money away for emergencies. But now it's the next month and you were still left emptyhanded with only change in your account.
Negative thoughts began creeping in since the first time you didn't get any money. You were initially surprised when your family offered because frankly, it was out of character for them. You thought you could finally build a relationship and that dream was long gone. They gave you a reason last month, but this time you didn't even get a text or a response to your own texts that you sent.
Finals were coming, you had to pay friends back for helping you through the month and it was about time to start getting Christmas presents, which you might not be able to do. You were stuck with no money, building guilt and stress.
You left your bedroom with a sigh and flipped a nearby switch, turning the light on in the kitchen. You were starving. Even though you knew your fridge was empty, you still checked hoping some food would magically appear.
"Oh, I already checked. Completely empty."
You flinched and whipped around to see Jerome leaning on your counter.
"Do you ever knock?"
"Nope~" the ginger smiled. "You're usually stacked with food. This is new."
"Yup. Money problems." You muttered.
"Oh really? Well, I already ordered some pizza so you won't starve. I thought you were getting money from your family that's scared to come within 20 feet of Gotham."
You chuckled lightly, "did I say money problems? I meant family problems. I'll have to work over winter break and save up some money."
"I have an idea!"
"No, Jerome. I'm not robbing a bank."
"...You're no fun, Y/N." Jerome sat on the counter.
"You're not gonna have me locked up with you."
"Well, realistically, you wouldn't be sent to Arkham. Though, do have to be crazy if ya like me." Jerome wiggled his eyebrows as your cheeks heated up.
"Hush. The answer is still no."
"That wasn't even what I was going to offer!"
"Then what?"
"I'm sorta getting an allowance right now and I'm not gonna do jack hit with the money. Why not give it to my favorite? Oh!" Jerome hopped off of the counter and wrapped his arms around you, "I could be your sugar daddy~"
Your eyes widened and you slapped his chest as he laughed. "Jerome!"
"I'm serious!"
"I'm not just gonna take your money-who is giving you money?"
"That's not important-"
"Mhm."
"-what's important is that it's your money now because I know how shitty family members can be, dollface. To hell with 'em."
"I'm sure it's nothing. I'll take the money until I hear from them." You looked up at him.
"Alright, fine. Hey, Y/N. I used to be a banker, but then I lost interest."
"Jerome no puns-"
"What dog has money?"
"Jerome-"
"A bloodhound. He's always picking up cents." Jerome grinned as you snorted.
"I will kick you out."
"No you won't, you love me too much."
"Thanks, Jerome. Though I'm still suspicious about this "allowance" of yours."
"Of course. Now, give daddy some sugar." Jerome cooed.
You rolled your eyes and smiled, grabbing his face to kiss him.
"The pizza should be here soon." You ran your fingers through his hair.
"It should," he pecked your lips again. "I still think we should rob that bank."
"No!"