"Dude I'm not your son."
A short DP/DC
Jason still has some issues with his memory's from some time after the Lazarus pit.
Usually it's not bothering him to much and he tries not to think about it.
But when he sees a young teenager who kinda looks like him, who's eyes go suddenly Lazarus green, when some guys try to rob him, Jason is convinced that this is his son and he just can't quite remember it.
Danny temporary on the run In Gotham, he is glad that this guy saved him and he doesn't had to use his powers. But he would be even more grateful if this dude would leave him alone.
Not that he is not thankful that Jason let him life with him. (since Danny has no place to stay.)
It also nice that he cooks for him.
Danny tried to explain that he is not his Son, Jason just doesn't belive him.
Also Danny refuses to do an DNA test since his DNA is mutated, Jason is okay with that.
He understands that the little teen doesn't trust him, and that he is afraid of almost any medical equipment, he's something like a meta, most likely Jason's fault.
Also Danny is probably just afraid since he is a clever kid and found out that he is a crime boss and he probably just doesn't want his bio dad to one.
So they just life together.
Jasons Family is a little over the top, especially Bruce and Alfred,they try to spoil Danny rotten.
Danny, sitting with Alfred: but I’m fifteen and he’s, what, twenty two? I’m physically too old to be his son!
Alfred: The young master’s twenty one this next month and a half actually, but consider; do you have anyone better for the roll?
Danny: I— huh. But should I really be taking advantage of a guy’s memory disorder like that just so I have someone to take care of me? Isn’t that pretty much just relative fraud?
Alfred: You assume Master Jason wouldn’t happily adopt a random child, but if it bothers you so much you’re more than welcome here in the Manor with Master Bruce, I assure you.
Danny, *experiencing Vlad flashbacks*: HEY POPS I TALKED IT OVER WITH PEEPA AND WE THINK YOU’RE RIGHT—
Peepa is hilarious.
Danny is living with Jason for little more than a week. They’re getting used to each other gradually. With Jason trying to learn about his son, his powers, needs and life. Jason could swear the white patch of hair was getting bigger as he stressed himself out. Calling Alfred constantly for advice. He managed to get Danny set up in his own room. He kept his door open at night since Danny seemed to have nightmares and a worse sleep schedule than Tim. So he wanted to keep an ear out for the kid.
Danny didn’t have clothes so he would need to be working on that. So far he was wearing his siblings clothes that they had stored at his man apartment. Danny took a liking to Dicks hoodies and Damian’s sweats. The kid didn’t like anything tight around his neck he had noticed and Damian and him were around the same size. So that worked out nicely.
Mentally running through his checklist before he goes to bed of things he needed to do for Danny. Like officially adopt him, get ids made, enroll in school, shopping for clothes, see if he would be open to justice league doctors, find out more about his powers and buy more space themed things for Danny. He had watched the way his eyes grew when he had flicked past “Through the Wormhole” with Morgan Freeman. Either the kid had a crush on a forever old dude or he loves space. He really hoped it was the later.
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Jason wakes up in the middle of the night to get some water and a snack before returning to bed. Only to see a pair of glowing eyes staring at him from his kitchen. Immediately panicked but taking a sec because the shade of green was familiar. He reached over and turned on the lights.
He sees Danny sitting at the island with two bowls of cereal, all of the empty food containers Alfred had sent them with, two sandwiches and some assortments of Juice. His mouth is full and he was mid way of scooping another spoonful into his already full mouth. He looked like a kid caught in the cookie jar. His eyes now their normal shade of blue instead of green and his ears and cheeks turning pink.
“What’s going on sleep paralysis demon” He questions shifting to learn on the doorway and cross his arms. He arched an eyebrow as Danny swallowed.
“I was hungry…” He mutters and is slightly confused at the nickname.
“Why didn’t you say something?” Jason questioned walking further into the kitchen.
“I didn’t wanna wake you.”
“I get that but next time do. I could’ve made you something more filling than cereal. Would I be wrong in assuming you can see in the dark?” He asked pointing at his eyes.
“Yeah I forgot they do that. I’m sorry.” Danny replied rubbing the back of his neck.
“Pfft. No wonder demon brat likes you. You’re a cat boy.” Jason said smirking that grew into a crazy grin at Danny’s offended reaction.
“I AM nOt!” He shouted voice cracking at the end. Jason couldn’t hold his laughter.
“Wait until I tell him and Selina.” He cackled and dodged a spoon that was thrown at him. “You hate Bruce for being a furry but you’re following right in your grandpas footsteps. It must be genetic.” This earned him a confused look.
“Aren’t you adopted?” Danny asked with a tilt of his head.
“Listen kid. Not too much. It’s like 3 am. Now want me to make you some food? Since apparently you were too embarrassed to tell me you have a super metabolism.” Jason said already putting on his apron and turning to gathering to gather supplies to make seafood tacos. Prepping for a joke about cats and fish. He could see that dick was rubbing off on him.
“Yes please.”
“Don’t best yourself up Cat Boy. I got lots of friends with super metabolisms. You should see how much Dick’s boyfriend Wally eats.” He said with an eye roll at the memory of Wally eating a concerning amount of hotdogs.
(Might write more later)
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