Steam floated around the bathroom, too heavy to float to the top of the room and too light to pool at the bottom. Despite the warmth and humidity in hanging in the air, cold water poured from the sink straight into the hands of Jason Todd. He stood, naked, in front of his fogged over mirror splashing his face with icy water. This was one of his favorite routines of the day.

Every morning, he'd take the hottest shower he could stand, and then immediately splash his face with icy cold water. He'd never been able to explain it to anyone who may question it, be it Roy, Kori, Babs, or Dick. It just felt nice.

Usually, he'd stay here, crouched over the chilling sink for several minutes. He always felt sort of angsty when he just stood there, but he did it anyways. Even after he finished splashing his face, he'd just stand there. Cold water dripping off his nose and cheekbones, warm water plummeting to the floor from anywhere else on his body. However, today he couldn't stand here for too long. Today he was in a hurry.

"Jason!" There was a series of very loud thuds on the bathroom door, causing Jason to jump a bit. "Can you stop splashing your face, you weirdo! I have to shower before class!" The voice on the other side of the door was still groggy with sleep. She sounded almost congested and hoarse.

Groaning, he reached down and grabbed the towel, wrapped his waist and then violently swung the door open. On the other side was Barbara Gordon, wearing a light blue cami, some black shorts. Her hair was messily tied up in a slept-in bun on top of her head and her emerald green eyes were not quite opened. She had thick bandages wrapped around her abdomen from a mild cut she'd suffered during patrol last night. Jason had watched it go down, and the guy with the knife got what was coming to him.

Barbara was leaning up against the door frame, with one fist still raised in a paused knock. Jason splashed the cold water that lingered on his fingertips onto her face, and she flinched away from the sensation. Her brow furrowed and nose scrunched in disgust when the water hit her. Jason smiled at her expression.

She narrowed her eyes, examining the expression on Jason's face. He was dripping water, his hair was dampened and hanging in front of his face, dripping a mixture of cold and warm water all over him. Steam oozed out of the bathroom around him, reflecting the light and almost making the bathroom look brighter. Her gaze traveled down his body, following the curve of the muscles that bulged beneath his skin and stopped where the towel was bunched up, just before the pelvic region. And if Barbara had to imagine what Jason looked like fully naked, she wouldn't need to try very hard. The towel hid almost nothing, and Barbara was suddenly worried about if one of her roommates were to walk by and see her sorta-boyfriend butt ass naked.

"Take a picture, Barbie, it'll last longer." Barbara's tired eyes shot up once more, making eye contact with Jason and watching as he giggled at her checking him out.

She laughed herself, closing her eyes and rubbing her hand across her face. "Oh, shut up. Dressed like that, you're practically asking for it."

Jason laughed, and walked past her back to bed while she began her own morning routine.

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