*Jason will swear to the ends of the earth that he isn't some fluffy romantic. He does not snuggle, and he most certainly does not pout when he goes too long without a kiss. In fact, Jason Todd does not pout at all, even when you attempts to escape his hold as the morning sun comes through the gaps in the curtains.

"Go back to bed," he whispers, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. His eyes are still shut, arms tightening around your waist to pull your body closer to his. He's just cold, really. It's totally not that he doesn't want to let you go just yet.

"It's still early." The words are mumbled against your skin, his fingers digging into your skin as he tightens his grip. "Just a little longer, yeah?"*