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“It’s totally relaxing. You’re just weird.” he snorted, standing up and picking up the now empty beers bottles. He was turning around to leave before he stopped at Tim’s words. 

“Hmph, so the party’s over? Wonderful..” Jason sighed. More like his freedom was over. It was really nice having the place to himself. Well, him and Tim. But Tim didn’t count. And Dick? He hadn’t seen Dick… in a while. He guess he had mixed feelings about seeing that guy again. 

Tim frowned. “Don’t you want to see them?” Dick and Bruce hadn’t been home in almost a month and that’s all Jason could say? He knew the boy didn’t hate them, they were family after all. And sure Bruce was strict with them, especially Jason, but it’s because he was their dad. Dads did that sort of thing. “They wanted to cook and.. do something. All of us.”

He shrugged, walking over to the waste bin and tossing the bottles in. “Yeah I guess. It’s whatever.” Yeah, maybe deep down Jason lo… really liked Bruce and Dick, but they were also authority figures and since when did he get along with those? Dick was golden boy that he was always trying to live up to, the ‘better’ older brother, and Bruce.. he always felt like he disappointed the guy. He supposed though, it wasn’t all bad. He knew they cared..

“Great, Bruce-cooking. God I miss Alfie.” 

“The man deserves a vacation.” He smiled lightly, standing at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for Jason before making his way up to the bedrooms. “And if Bruce’s cooking bothers you so much, we’ll just have to help out.” It’s not like you could order in chinese food in smallville. “Or we could go into town..” Not that, that would be his first choice. Tim smiled, patting Ace’s head as the dog finally decided to make his way home. “Either way, I wouldn’t worry too much about food poisoning.”

“Heh..” he smiled, scratching the back of his head. “Yeah, he totally does.” He joined Tim as he walked up the stairs, heading towards his room but still listening.

“You may not worry but I personally don’t feel like dying you know.” he snorted, putting his hands on his hips before opening the door. “And with that, I bid you adieu, forever virgin.” 

He stuck his tongue out one last time and then closed the door shut, entering his room. Ah~ Bed sweet bed. He collapsed on top of it and hit the lamp, shutting the light off. 

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“It’s totally relaxing. You’re just weird.” he snorted, standing up and picking up the now empty beers bottles. He was turning around to leave before he stopped at Tim’s words. 

“Hmph, so the party’s over? Wonderful..” Jason sighed. More like his freedom was over. It was really nice having the place to himself. Well, him and Tim. But Tim didn’t count. And Dick? He hadn’t seen Dick… in a while. He guess he had mixed feelings about seeing that guy again. 

Tim frowned. “Don’t you want to see them?” Dick and Bruce hadn’t been home in almost a month and that’s all Jason could say? He knew the boy didn’t hate them, they were family after all. And sure Bruce was strict with them, especially Jason, but it’s because he was their dad. Dads did that sort of thing. “They wanted to cook and.. do something. All of us.”

He shrugged, walking over to the waste bin and tossing the bottles in. “Yeah I guess. It’s whatever.” Yeah, maybe deep down Jason lo… really liked Bruce and Dick, but they were also authority figures and since when did he get along with those? Dick was golden boy that he was always trying to live up to, the ‘better’ older brother, and Bruce.. he always felt like he disappointed the guy. He supposed though, it wasn’t all bad. He knew they cared..

“Great, Bruce-cooking. God I miss Alfie.” 

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Jason stuck his tongue out and lifted the remote away from him, completely out of his reach. His laughter continued as he watched Tim’s expressions, moving to pat him on the head. “There there Timbo, big bro won’t let the scary pictures hurt you and your virginity.”

It was precious really. The teen snickered sa he watched more, crossing his legs and leaning back to enjoy the show.

“J-jason, come on! Turn it off!” He pleaded as the ‘film’ got louder. People were making unnatural sounds and Tim didn’t like it at all. He frowned, struggling to get the remote, even climbing ontop of his brother as he stretched his arm as far as it would go. When he couldn’t reach he simply got up, turning off the tv manually— even if it meant getting closer. His face was flushed pink and Tim looked rather dishelved.

“I didn’t hear the magic wooordd~” Jason teased, licking his lips at the scene that was playing out on the TV. That chick was mighttyyy flexible. He laughed as he tried to push the kid away, stretching his arm with the remote out further. And suddenly, Tim was standing the television was off. 

“Awwww” he whined, tossing the remote down. “I was watching that! You’re such a killjoy.” he smirked, stretching.

“And on that note, I am completely relaxed and ready for bed. See? I told you it works.”

Tim knew better than to think kids under the appropriate age didn’t watch porn, so he kept his mouth shut on the matter. “…Relaxed? How is that relaxing?” Tim rolled his eyes, letting out a heavy sigh. At least tomorrow was Saturday. “Oh…” the teen looked up. “I forgot to tell you— Bruce and Dick are coming in for the weekend.”

“It’s totally relaxing. You’re just weird.” he snorted, standing up and picking up the now empty beers bottles. He was turning around to leave before he stopped at Tim’s words. 

“Hmph, so the party’s over? Wonderful..” Jason sighed. More like his freedom was over. It was really nice having the place to himself. Well, him and Tim. But Tim didn’t count. And Dick? He hadn’t seen Dick… in a while. He guess he had mixed feelings about seeing that guy again. 

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Jason stuck his tongue out and lifted the remote away from him, completely out of his reach. His laughter continued as he watched Tim’s expressions, moving to pat him on the head. “There there Timbo, big bro won’t let the scary pictures hurt you and your virginity.”

It was precious really. The teen snickered sa he watched more, crossing his legs and leaning back to enjoy the show.

“J-jason, come on! Turn it off!” He pleaded as the ‘film’ got louder. People were making unnatural sounds and Tim didn’t like it at all. He frowned, struggling to get the remote, even climbing ontop of his brother as he stretched his arm as far as it would go. When he couldn’t reach he simply got up, turning off the tv manually— even if it meant getting closer. His face was flushed pink and Tim looked rather dishelved.

“I didn’t hear the magic wooordd~” Jason teased, licking his lips at the scene that was playing out on the TV. That chick was mighttyyy flexible. He laughed as he tried to push the kid away, stretching his arm with the remote out further. And suddenly, Tim was standing the television was off. 

“Awwww” he whined, tossing the remote down. “I was watching that! You’re such a killjoy.” he smirked, stretching.

“And on that note, I am completely relaxed and ready for bed. See? I told you it works.”

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He snorted, letting Tim get comfortable. At the comment he immediately twitched, and noogied the boy’s head slightly. “Shut up, Mr. Wow.” but his lips had a curl of a smirk to them.

“You know… when I can’t sleep I have this useful method.” he snickered before changing the channel to skinemax. Instantly he was greeted by the sight of a moaning girl in a nurse outfit that was way too small to be considered clothing, surrounded by two ‘doctor’s giving her a ‘check-up’. He laughed.

“Now this is bonding time.” 

He couldn’t help but grin, not bothering to pat his hair down. “Hey. Cool kids like WoW. And you have to be some level of dork if you know it’s called that.” He smiled, letting himself relax. “Yeah? What’s…” Tim blinked, then again before his whole face went red to the tips of his ears. “P-porn!? Jason..!”

“Pfft, what cool kids? You mean the nerds that are slightly less nerdier than the rest?” he laughed again, completely pleased with Tim’s reaction. “Hey, you’re a man now Timmy. You gotta learn about the birds and the bees somehow.” 

Onscreen the clothing was shed within seconds, and the nurse seemed all to happy for the many phallic objects that surrounded her. “Ohh see here is where it gets good. Learn well, young jedi.”  

Tim fumbled for the remote, refusing to watch the screen. “N-no way! Come on, change it!” If Tim was going to learn about sex, he certainly wasn’t going to do it through ‘films’ such as these. He might have been a teenager, but fourteen was hardly an adult. His eyes strayed, glancing at the screen in hidden curiosity. “H-huh.. what… is…” His face scrunched up and he made a disgusted noise, hiding his face against Jason’s shoulder.

Jason stuck his tongue out and lifted the remote away from him, completely out of his reach. His laughter continued as he watched Tim’s expressions, moving to pat him on the head. “There there Timbo, big bro won’t let the scary pictures hurt you and your virginity.”

It was precious really. The teen snickered sa he watched more, crossing his legs and leaning back to enjoy the show.

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He snorted, letting Tim get comfortable. At the comment he immediately twitched, and noogied the boy’s head slightly. “Shut up, Mr. Wow.” but his lips had a curl of a smirk to them.

“You know… when I can’t sleep I have this useful method.” he snickered before changing the channel to skinemax. Instantly he was greeted by the sight of a moaning girl in a nurse outfit that was way too small to be considered clothing, surrounded by two ‘doctor’s giving her a ‘check-up’. He laughed.

“Now this is bonding time.” 

He couldn’t help but grin, not bothering to pat his hair down. “Hey. Cool kids like WoW. And you have to be some level of dork if you know it’s called that.” He smiled, letting himself relax. “Yeah? What’s…” Tim blinked, then again before his whole face went red to the tips of his ears. “P-porn!? Jason..!”

“Pfft, what cool kids? You mean the nerds that are slightly less nerdier than the rest?” he laughed again, completely pleased with Tim’s reaction. “Hey, you’re a man now Timmy. You gotta learn about the birds and the bees somehow.” 

Onscreen the clothing was shed within seconds, and the nurse seemed all to happy for the many phallic objects that surrounded her. “Ohh see here is where it gets good. Learn well, young jedi.”  

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After finishing up with his face, Jason walked out of the bathroom in all of his bandaid glory. He stretched, kicking off his jeans and jacket and throwing them haphazardly onto the back of a chair before diving onto the couch. He grabbed the remote, turning it to some fast paced channel.

“Hmmmm nothing’s on.. how boring.” he sighed, whining as much as he could while next to Tim.

Tim simply hummed in response, acknowledging his brother but didn’t look up from his book. Eventually he began to nod off, book slipping from his grasp as he fell asleep on the couch. He didn’t remember dreaming when he woke an hour or so later to readjust his position, barely making a sound as he let out a soft breath. But when he fell back asleep, it was different. There was the same dream, over and over. His dad, the blood and chaos— the teen turned restlessly in his sleep, letting out small grunts and groans as he did so.

“No.. Dad..” He kicked, head falling from side to side, he brows furrowed. “Dad..!” Tim shot up, eyes wide and panting. Blue eyes looked around frantically until they landed on Jason, tv still on. He ran a hand through his hair, looking away, embarrassed. “S-sorry..”

Jason continued on with the shows, and when he noticed Tim falling asleep, promptly switched the channel to watch the Buffy reruns. Hey, it was a quality show that he enjoyed. Not that he would let the kid know he was into geeky stuff like that. The hours passed, and just when the commercial came on he heard some shouting off from the side. Frowning, the teen turned his head to see his brother frantically tossing on the couch. Oh boy, Jason thought, a nightmare.

When Tim woke up, he shook his head and waved it off. “Nah, it’s cool, it’s not your fault. You know..  I get nightmares all the time. ” he shrugged it off in sympathy. “They suck.. a lot.” 

For a few moments he stared at Tim, a thought racing through his head before sighing and motioning for the kid to scoot over. “Now, c’mere. This is a totally one time thing and if you tell anyone about this I swear I will throttle you in ways the bullies didn’t care to know how.”

Tim nodded, working to catch his breath and calm his frantically beating heart. “Y-yeah..? Mn.. they do…” He spoke in a quiet tone, trying to stop the shaking. At Jason’s offer, Tim looked up, uncertain. Usually when these things happened, Dick was always there to stroke his hair and calm him down. Tim didn’t need to be told that wasn’t Jason’s idea of comfort. Noting the older’s threats with a curt nod and small from, Tim scooted his way closer to Jason until he was sitting, uncertainly, beside him.

As the boy sat close to him, Jason paused before reaching an arm around him and pulling him close so that the kid rested his head on his shoulder. The teen chose not to keep his gaze on the television and try not to show a hint of emotion or something that might make him seem even softer at the moment. 

“You’re like.. not a completely terrible kid I guess.” he started, picking his words to show both a small amount of comfort and keep his ‘i hate you’ attitude. He really hoped it was working. He blinked, forgetting then that Buffy was on as the commercial ended, and hastily changed the channel. Which is when the idea came to mind. 

Tim gave a small sound of surprise but didn’t move away, leaning against Jason’s shoulder as he took in a deep breath. “Thanks.. you’re not a complete jerk either..” He closed his eyes, not even paying mind to the tv as he got more comfortable, nuzzling the older teen’s shoulder as he adjusted his position. “And I won’t tell about your taste in television either.” He grinned lightly.

He snorted, letting Tim get comfortable. At the comment he immediately twitched, and noogied the boy’s head slightly. “Shut up, Mr. Wow.” but his lips had a curl of a smirk to them.

“You know… when I can’t sleep I have this useful method.” he snickered before changing the channel to skinemax. Instantly he was greeted by the sight of a moaning girl in a nurse outfit that was way too small to be considered clothing, surrounded by two ‘doctor’s giving her a ‘check-up’. He laughed.

“Now this is bonding time.” 

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After finishing up with his face, Jason walked out of the bathroom in all of his bandaid glory. He stretched, kicking off his jeans and jacket and throwing them haphazardly onto the back of a chair before diving onto the couch. He grabbed the remote, turning it to some fast paced channel.

“Hmmmm nothing’s on.. how boring.” he sighed, whining as much as he could while next to Tim.

Tim simply hummed in response, acknowledging his brother but didn’t look up from his book. Eventually he began to nod off, book slipping from his grasp as he fell asleep on the couch. He didn’t remember dreaming when he woke an hour or so later to readjust his position, barely making a sound as he let out a soft breath. But when he fell back asleep, it was different. There was the same dream, over and over. His dad, the blood and chaos— the teen turned restlessly in his sleep, letting out small grunts and groans as he did so.

“No.. Dad..” He kicked, head falling from side to side, he brows furrowed. “Dad..!” Tim shot up, eyes wide and panting. Blue eyes looked around frantically until they landed on Jason, tv still on. He ran a hand through his hair, looking away, embarrassed. “S-sorry..”

Jason continued on with the shows, and when he noticed Tim falling asleep, promptly switched the channel to watch the Buffy reruns. Hey, it was a quality show that he enjoyed. Not that he would let the kid know he was into geeky stuff like that. The hours passed, and just when the commercial came on he heard some shouting off from the side. Frowning, the teen turned his head to see his brother frantically tossing on the couch. Oh boy, Jason thought, a nightmare.

When Tim woke up, he shook his head and waved it off. “Nah, it’s cool, it’s not your fault. You know..  I get nightmares all the time. ” he shrugged it off in sympathy. “They suck.. a lot.” 

For a few moments he stared at Tim, a thought racing through his head before sighing and motioning for the kid to scoot over. “Now, c’mere. This is a totally one time thing and if you tell anyone about this I swear I will throttle you in ways the bullies didn’t care to know how.”

Tim nodded, working to catch his breath and calm his frantically beating heart. “Y-yeah..? Mn.. they do…” He spoke in a quiet tone, trying to stop the shaking. At Jason’s offer, Tim looked up, uncertain. Usually when these things happened, Dick was always there to stroke his hair and calm him down. Tim didn’t need to be told that wasn’t Jason’s idea of comfort. Noting the older’s threats with a curt nod and small from, Tim scooted his way closer to Jason until he was sitting, uncertainly, beside him.

As the boy sat close to him, Jason paused before reaching an arm around him and pulling him close so that the kid rested his head on his shoulder. The teen chose not to keep his gaze on the television and try not to show a hint of emotion or something that might make him seem even softer at the moment. 

“You’re like.. not a completely terrible kid I guess.” he started, picking his words to show both a small amount of comfort and keep his ‘i hate you’ attitude. He really hoped it was working. He blinked, forgetting then that Buffy was on as the commercial ended, and hastily changed the channel. Which is when the idea came to mind. 

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After finishing up with his face, Jason walked out of the bathroom in all of his bandaid glory. He stretched, kicking off his jeans and jacket and throwing them haphazardly onto the back of a chair before diving onto the couch. He grabbed the remote, turning it to some fast paced channel.

“Hmmmm nothing’s on.. how boring.” he sighed, whining as much as he could while next to Tim.

Tim simply hummed in response, acknowledging his brother but didn’t look up from his book. Eventually he began to nod off, book slipping from his grasp as he fell asleep on the couch. He didn’t remember dreaming when he woke an hour or so later to readjust his position, barely making a sound as he let out a soft breath. But when he fell back asleep, it was different. There was the same dream, over and over. His dad, the blood and chaos— the teen turned restlessly in his sleep, letting out small grunts and groans as he did so.

“No.. Dad..” He kicked, head falling from side to side, he brows furrowed. “Dad..!” Tim shot up, eyes wide and panting. Blue eyes looked around frantically until they landed on Jason, tv still on. He ran a hand through his hair, looking away, embarrassed. “S-sorry..”

Jason continued on with the shows, and when he noticed Tim falling asleep, promptly switched the channel to watch the Buffy reruns. Hey, it was a quality show that he enjoyed. Not that he would let the kid know he was into geeky stuff like that. The hours passed, and just when the commercial came on he heard some shouting off from the side. Frowning, the teen turned his head to see his brother frantically tossing on the couch. Oh boy, Jason thought, a nightmare.

When Tim woke up, he shook his head and waved it off. “Nah, it’s cool, it’s not your fault. You know..  I get nightmares all the time. ” he shrugged it off in sympathy. “They suck.. a lot.” 

For a few moments he stared at Tim, a thought racing through his head before sighing and motioning for the kid to scoot over. “Now, c’mere. This is a totally one time thing and if you tell anyone about this I swear I will throttle you in ways the bullies didn’t care to know how.”

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Jason stared at him for a few moments before sighing again, his shoulders drooping. He sat down again, crossing his arms as he stared at the table.

“It’s not like I instigated the fight. I just tried to make them back off, and they came at me. It was self-defense really.” he shrugged, acting casual. “And now they’re sure to not mess with you again, okay? It’s all done and gone, you can get on with your life now.”

Tim took in another deep breath, rubbing the bridge of his nose but said nothing. “…I can’t say I approve.. but I know you did it to help me.” He looked up. “…So thank you.” He stood, clearing the plates. “I’ll clean up.. you should do the same.”

He blinked a few times, honestly expecting more of an outrage. He felt himself instantly relax when he saw there was nothing. “No problem, it’s what I’m good for. Well, that and other things.” he smirked and then stood up as well. “Yeah, i’ll be back.”

Jason headed over to the bathroom and inspected his face again. The bruises were showing more now than they were before, and honestly he wondered why Tim hadn’t seen them earlier. He reached for their handy-dandy first aid kid and pulled out a few bandaids, half-tempted to use the dora bandaids that he had bought Tim for his birthday one year. 

Tim washed the plates before moving back to the couch, flipping through the channels of the tv before deciding instead to read another book. He didn’t know how much work he’d have that he missed from school but he would deal with it another time. Jason had defended him, even if he thought it was a stupid idea to begin with, and though it wasn’t neccesary, Tim did find the action.. well it turned a new leaf. How long it would last, he wasn’t sure. Jason being kind was an odd thought and he didn’t want to take it for granted or expect it to last— but he would enjoy it while it did. Not ruining such a thing my getting mad at something he couldn’t change.

After finishing up with his face, Jason walked out of the bathroom in all of his bandaid glory. He stretched, kicking off his jeans and jacket and throwing them haphazardly onto the back of a chair before diving onto the couch. He grabbed the remote, turning it to some fast paced channel.

“Hmmmm nothing’s on.. how boring.” he sighed, whining as much as he could while next to Tim.