[Thing was, Jay had never really been all that worried about his birthday. Catherine would get one of those fancy cupcakes and stick a candle in it, but that was about it. They didn't have the money to waste on gifts, especially not after Willis was arrested.
Alfred had made him a big cake the first birthday he'd spent with Bruce and that had been nice, but he'd felt guilty for the gifts that Bruce had given him. He'd quietly asked for something lower key, and the following years had been just that. Just the three of them, playing board games and eating cupcakes.
He hadn't even thought about his birthday after he'd woken up with Talia. How did one judge age when one had been dead for six months? Brain dead for another two years? He'd woken up at fifteen in an eighteen year old body and the disconnect had been enough that he hadn't wanted anything to do with his birthday.
Dick pushed him into that chair, Kori lit the candles, and voices fought with each other in a song he hadn't heard since he was eight and his chest was so tight, it took him three tries to be able to blow out the little flames. His throat was tight, but he still made himself smile as he stood up.]
You guys go ahead and cut into it, I..I need to- Piss. I need to piss. Long flight and everything.
[He didn't look back as he bolted for their bedroom, closing the door behind him before sinking to the floor to try and figure out how to breath again.]
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Alfred had made him a big cake the first birthday he'd spent with Bruce and that had been nice, but he'd felt guilty for the gifts that Bruce had given him. He'd quietly asked for something lower key, and the following years had been just that. Just the three of them, playing board games and eating cupcakes.
He hadn't even thought about his birthday after he'd woken up with Talia. How did one judge age when one had been dead for six months? Brain dead for another two years? He'd woken up at fifteen in an eighteen year old body and the disconnect had been enough that he hadn't wanted anything to do with his birthday.
Dick pushed him into that chair, Kori lit the candles, and voices fought with each other in a song he hadn't heard since he was eight and his chest was so tight, it took him three tries to be able to blow out the little flames. His throat was tight, but he still made himself smile as he stood up.]
You guys go ahead and cut into it, I..I need to- Piss. I need to piss. Long flight and everything.
[He didn't look back as he bolted for their bedroom, closing the door behind him before sinking to the floor to try and figure out how to breath again.]