Description: Being around babies and toddlers brings life-chainging thoughts to mind.

Request: Heya can u request a one shot where the reader is Jason's fiancée and she meets Jon for the first time and she can't stop babying him because he's just so adorable. And when he leaves she tells Jason 'this is ma baby boy and I will protect my baby boy' and Jason's like ??? His dad is literally superman?? And she's just like I don't care he's a bundle of joy and I'm going to love him forever. And Jason can't help but think that she'd make a great mom and that he wants to have a child with her?

Words: 1828

Notes: I loved this one! I kinda changed the prompt a little bit though, so I hope you still enjoy it regardless! Thank you for requesting! =*

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"Thank you so much for watching him Y/N, you are the best," Lois gushed, dropping down to one knee in order to zip up her son's jacket. Jon hid his smile in a scarf that was far too big for him. As Lois pulled the zipper up to his chin, he turned that toothy smile on you, and then began to bounce about on his heels and tug on his mother's sleeve,"Mom! Mom! Please tell me I can come visit again! We got to watch movies, and eat popcorn, and have a sleepover in the living room! Then we went ice skating and Jay taught me how to skate! I had so much fun! Please, please, please can I come again?"

"Easy, easy, Jon," Lois laughed. She brushed back Jon's wild curls, and you couldn't help but be a little... jealous, of the action? Although Jon was the son of Clark and Lois Kent-Lane, he felt more like your child over the weekend in which he had stayed in your home. Or at least, he made you want to have a child of your own. A sweet little girl or boy like him, with a mop of messy black hair, and a pair of familiar sea-green eyes. You and Jason could take them ice skating... teach them how to walk... bring them to Wayne family dinners...

Jon was such a wonderful boy. He looked so much like Clark it was astounding, but every other part of him was so unique to his family; he walked like Conner, snarked like your sister Lois, and hugged like Kara. You could see your sister in him more than anything. He was quick-witted and so curious, asking casual questions in a way where you didn't notice you were revealing secrets to him. He wasn't manipulative... but he had a way of asking for what he wanted while not getting caught. Or, as Jason said, Jon was a very "sneaky" young man. If he were ever to have a cousin, he would certainly be an odd but helpful influence on them.

"It's no problem, Lo. He's such a joy to have around, and he really brightens up the place," You grinned back at your nephew and ruffled his hair, making him giggle and push off your hand.

Lois stood up and gently pat Jon's back, urging him into your apartment,"Why don't you go find Uncle Jay to make sure you didn't forget anything while Aunt Y/N and I talk real quick?" Lois suggested. Jon was gone in the blink of an eye, making the coats beside your front door flutter, and the air come rushing out of your lungs. Lois shook her head,"Jon! Be careful about your super-speed! You could knock something over!"

You both laughed when Jon called back,"Sorry!"

Lois sighed through her nose, resting against the doorframe and closing her eyes,"Anyway, how did it go? It sounds like Jon had fun."

You couldn't help the smile slipping on your face. Jon had stayed in your house for two days while Lois was reporting in Asia and Clark was handling something off-world. You were quick to offer your help, and although Jason was reluctant about having a toddler inside his apartment—a place packed with weaponry and dangerous tools—he had now completely flipped on the subject. You easily recalled how he held Jon on his lap as they re-watched Star Wars, imitating Yoda and sending the boy into fits of giggles.

"I love him, he's my favorite nephew." You confessed, shrugging.

"He's your only nephew, Y/N," Lois laughed, her shoulders slightly shaking.

You sighed through your nose,"I mean... thank you for letting me handle him, I guess. Being around kids always makes me want one of my own, and seeing Jason and how he acted around Jon..."

"I know the feeling," Lois smiled,"Have you and Jason talked about that yet?"

You glanced behind you, looking about the room in search of listening ears, and mentally thanked the fact that Jon's super hearing had yet to manifest. You looked back at your sister with an awkward cross of your arms,"He doesn't think that he'd be a good dad, but I doubt that's true."

"Agreed. Bruce isn't all that bad, but even when he is, Jason can still learn from his mistakes. And you and him as parents? You're already soulmates and engaged, Y/N, so that kid of yours is going to be perfect." Lois said.

"Yeah," You smiled down at your shoes, twisting your engagement ring with your thumb. Brushing off your sudden daze, you brought your sister in for a hug,"But feel free to bring him around anytime. I can't wait to see him get his x-ray vision."

"Clark's mom already told me the stories from when he got it, so it's going to be a disaster," Lois moaned regretfully into your shoulder, making you laugh against hers.

"Again," You snickered,"Can't wait."

It was then that you heard Jason and Jon emerge from the hall. Jason shoved one of Jon's spare shirts into the backpack on the boy's shoulders, zipped it up, then bounced up again as he brought Jon to the door. You found a familiar hand splay against the bottom of your back. It was too easy to lay your head against Jason's shoulder and escape from anxiety and stress and into him, so you refrained from the action and saved it for later. As Jason bid his soon-to-be sister-in-law goodbye you crouched down and opened your arms to your nephew.

Jon quite literally flew into them, but made sure to keep his arms loosely around you as not to break anything. You felt his large grin on your collarbones, so young and free, so childish and adorable it made you want to explode. You squeezed him around the waist,"We're so glad you got to come over, Jon."

"I'm glad I got to see you, Aunt Y/N!" Jon giggled. Then he looked up at Jason, who had been expectantly raising an eyebrow as if to ask What am I? Chopped liver? Jon joyously wrapped his arms around your fiance's long legs, snickering like a mad-man. He squealed delightfully when Jason swept him from the floor, wrapping his strong arms around the boy. Jon laughed. It was high and sweet like a tinkling bell,"And you too, Uncle Jay!"

"Be good for your mom, kid," Jason advised, then when he deposited the six-year-old onto the floor, held out his fist and met the boys' eyes with a wink,"Okay?"

"Okay! I promise," Jon snickered, then bumped his fist with Jason's.

Again, you felt Jason's hand slipped down your back. But as soon as the door was shut you were suddenly swept into a silence you hadn't felt since Friday. Jason watched the smile and how it didn't fall off your face when Jon and Lois left. So when you leaned on the wall of one side of the hallway, Jason crossed his arms and rested his shoulder on the space beside you.

"It's almost like he's my kid sometimes. My baby boy, and I'd die protecting him," You admitted softly. Looking up at Jason is harder than you would have thought, and suddenly anxiety wraps it's filthy tendrils around your belly and squeezes. How would Jason react? Positively? Negatively? Depressingly? You knew for a fact Jason felt like he wouldn't be an amazing father, but as Lois said, Jason could and has already learned from Bruce's mistakes when it came to parenting. He could learn from Bruce either way, really, as Bruce had officially raised too many children. (That man needed help.)

"I know what you mean. But he's definitely Clark's kid..." Jason laughed, and the both of your easily recalled Jon's protest of the unfair treatment of a person in a movie."Why are they beating him up? He didn't do anything! Geez, I wish I could just step into this movie and help him!"

You felt Jason's hand lightly comb down your arm and back up again. You sighed when his fingers slipped down far enough to entwine with your own, a perfect stress-ball for your troubles.

"I want a kid like that." You confessed. It was quiet, a transparent wall between true honesty, admitting to Jason that you wanted a child, and hiding behind a barrier to protect your worries. But he easily caught on, his face flashing with a mix of surprise and then... guilt?

"Me... me too," Jason whispered, the words ricochetting between your bodies and minds as you considered one another's words."But you... you know how I feel about all this, doll. How should we... how should we approach this?"

You exhaled heavily through your nose, turning your cheek to the wall and frowning at him,"Jay... you I think you'd be a great dad, right? I think... honestly, out of all the men I've met, you'd be the most capable. You're so sweet and good with kids, you give the best advice, you're responsible, you have a lot of heavy life experience..."

Jason's face seemed to sullen at every memory. Feeling guilty for reminding him of such horrible things, you unwound your hand from his and slid it to cup the crook of his neck. Jason placed his hand over yours, and for a brief and silent moment, you mourned him even if he was standing right there.

"I don't want to put our kid in danger, Y/N." Jason said.

"Niether do I, but Jason, do you know who we are?" You laughed lightly,"Your... you. You have brothers, you have Cass, Barbara, and Stephanie. The Outlaws. The Teen Titans. The Justice League."

"You know how the League is when it comes to Jon. And I know that maybe you're not as connected to the Titans, or the League as you used to be. But they'd still protect one of their own. And your family—do you remember when everyone thought that Kori was pregnant? Alfred cried. Bruce hugged Dick in uniform. Imagine if we actually had a child together..."

Jason allowed the light feeling brewing in his chest translate into a smile. He doesn't dare break your gaze when he murmurs,"Yeah... that's true. And I guess I have been thinking about it for a while now."

"Just imagine," you whispered delightfully, stepping closer to him,"Hearing their first words. Teaching them to walk. Making them laugh."

"Making them smile," You and Jason breathed together, matching grins on your faces. You started to laugh into his chest, and so it wasn't long until he was too, chuckling happily into your ear as you half-embraced.

You both pulled away to meet one another's eyes, and you could now see a swirling cloud of excitement bubble in Jason's irises.

"You're sure about this?" You questioned Jason."Because I... I know I am."

"I am," Jason nodded, a promise.

"Okay then, Jason Todd," You smiled. Again, you cupped Jason's face, smoothing your thumb down his cheek, eyes wide with wonder for the future."Let's have a baby."