The fact that he had put zero thoughts into the next steps of his latest revelation was clear on his face, his eyes growing wide. He didn't look panicked, exactly, but he certainly no longer looked quite so settled in his skin as he had before his boyfriend had asked that question.
After all, it had taken him literal years and being dosed by Ivy before he'd admitted his feelings to Roy. Fooling around as a team was one thing...but he'd been terrified to make things official with the other man.
What if he'd messed them up? What if he messed Wren up.]
I...have no idea. Help?
had to go read back if Roy had his hat, I never mentioned it lol.
That's his Jaybird. So unlike Dick, but so wonderful in his own ways. Sure. He could be terrifying, but that was if people deserved it. Leaning forward, he rested his forehead against Jason's after he slid his hat backwards.]
Jaybird, breath. Okay, dude? You're not alone this time. You get nervous? Talk to me. I am your literal cheerleader, dude. I will get some fucking pompoms if I have too.
[ He's teased it before, he will do it again.]
Be yourself, if a moment seems like something could happen, then let it happen, pretty boy, okay? You're a man of action, speak with your actions.
[He had more training to hurt people than to love people. He was a weapon, through and through. Started by Batman, shaped by Talia and the League, then sharpened and honed on his own pain and Lazarus enabled rage. He was someone to be feared should you cross him, cold and calculating and completely unafraid to take that last step that Bruce never could as long as it was warranted.
Faced with his own feelings, however, he was a wide eyed puppy.]
...you remember how long it took me to tell you that I liked you, right? Like, really liked you, not just fooling around. I...fuck. You think Ivy would dose me if I asked? That worked last time.
[But he was leaning forward, their foreheads pressed together and Jay's hand sliding forward to tangle into long red hair, a sheepish look on his face. He was joking about it, that was a good sign.]
Thank you. For being here. For...understanding. For not running away and leaving me to a pissed off Wren when they wake up and I have to tell them they're coming home with us...
[ Roy was supposed to be a weapon, he could and was deadly by his own rights, but he chose to walk his own path his own way. Pain and hardship had made him stubborn but also opened his eyes to the greys their world often overlooked. People like Jason and Waylon. Those who could be both good and bad.
Heroes fuck up a lot, and don't get called out, and villains can save lives when they want but get no credit. Roy walked that fine line these days, even if he was still lumped a hero. His life and his feelings were at his comand, most of the time. ]
Yes, but you felt alone before, babe. You're not alone anymore. I make you feel good, yeah? Think of how good they will make you feel? [ He motioned towards where Wren was. ] And if you need someone to tag in and translate Todd, I am an avid speaker of the Toddster.
[ Roy for he'd help if Jay wanted. The joke and the closeness made him smile. Nodding softly. ]
You're welcome, dude, I got you. And hell no, I'd not leave you alone to that. I got you. I just hope you have a car around here, I'm on Mia's bike, and we're gonna need a car to get an injured Wren home.
[Jason did his best to not be the villain of his story, but he was also all too aware that some people just didn't deserve to be in the sequel. People who'd entire lives were focused around the pain and fear of others. Doubly so if that pain and fear was from children. Hell, before he'd stepped in and cleaned house, the Bowery had been eating itself. He'd grown up there, known exactly how easy it was for a child to find work if they could stomach the work to be found.
If someone had put a bullet in Joker's head the first time he'd killed enough people to be labeled 'mass murderer', Jason and so many more people never would have died. Babs would still be walking and probably in costume, happily married to Dick.
And yet, so many people tended to label him as a villain. And if that was the stigma needed to do some good, he'd bare it. Even when it came from the people he loved most in the world. Which...more than once, had included the sleeping form on the bed.]
I don't think I'm going to tell them, actually. They...[He had to pause to clear his throat.] They don't like what I do a lot of the time. And I don't blame for that. So...yeah. No translation needed, but thank you.
But as for a car...[Don't mind his abrupt change of topic.] I parked a few blocks back, but I brought the 'stang cause those were the keys I grabbed first.
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Oh fuck.
The fact that he had put zero thoughts into the next steps of his latest revelation was clear on his face, his eyes growing wide. He didn't look panicked, exactly, but he certainly no longer looked quite so settled in his skin as he had before his boyfriend had asked that question.
After all, it had taken him literal years and being dosed by Ivy before he'd admitted his feelings to Roy. Fooling around as a team was one thing...but he'd been terrified to make things official with the other man.
What if he'd messed them up? What if he messed Wren up.]
I...have no idea. Help?
had to go read back if Roy had his hat, I never mentioned it lol.
That's his Jaybird. So unlike Dick, but so wonderful in his own ways. Sure. He could be terrifying, but that was if people deserved it. Leaning forward, he rested his forehead against Jason's after he slid his hat backwards.]
Jaybird, breath. Okay, dude? You're not alone this time. You get nervous? Talk to me. I am your literal cheerleader, dude. I will get some fucking pompoms if I have too.
[ He's teased it before, he will do it again.]
Be yourself, if a moment seems like something could happen, then let it happen, pretty boy, okay? You're a man of action, speak with your actions.
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Faced with his own feelings, however, he was a wide eyed puppy.]
...you remember how long it took me to tell you that I liked you, right? Like, really liked you, not just fooling around. I...fuck. You think Ivy would dose me if I asked? That worked last time.
[But he was leaning forward, their foreheads pressed together and Jay's hand sliding forward to tangle into long red hair, a sheepish look on his face. He was joking about it, that was a good sign.]
Thank you. For being here. For...understanding. For not running away and leaving me to a pissed off Wren when they wake up and I have to tell them they're coming home with us...
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Heroes fuck up a lot, and don't get called out, and villains can save lives when they want but get no credit. Roy walked that fine line these days, even if he was still lumped a hero. His life and his feelings were at his comand, most of the time. ]
Yes, but you felt alone before, babe. You're not alone anymore. I make you feel good, yeah? Think of how good they will make you feel? [ He motioned towards where Wren was. ] And if you need someone to tag in and translate Todd, I am an avid speaker of the Toddster.
[ Roy for he'd help if Jay wanted. The joke and the closeness made him smile. Nodding softly. ]
You're welcome, dude, I got you. And hell no, I'd not leave you alone to that. I got you. I just hope you have a car around here, I'm on Mia's bike, and we're gonna need a car to get an injured Wren home.
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If someone had put a bullet in Joker's head the first time he'd killed enough people to be labeled 'mass murderer', Jason and so many more people never would have died. Babs would still be walking and probably in costume, happily married to Dick.
And yet, so many people tended to label him as a villain. And if that was the stigma needed to do some good, he'd bare it. Even when it came from the people he loved most in the world. Which...more than once, had included the sleeping form on the bed.]
I don't think I'm going to tell them, actually. They...[He had to pause to clear his throat.] They don't like what I do a lot of the time. And I don't blame for that. So...yeah. No translation needed, but thank you.
But as for a car...[Don't mind his abrupt change of topic.] I parked a few blocks back, but I brought the 'stang cause those were the keys I grabbed first.