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@jp-todd-rp​ "You.. You're h-here..." Jason couldn't fight the clattering of his teeth as he slurred out the words. His limbs hurt, pins and needles along his nerves and Jason forced himself to stay still as much as he could. But he wanted to turn over, curl closer to the warmth of Bruce's solid frame. Bury himself close. 

He was dressed as the Bat but of course he wasn’t the Bat at all right now, he was just Bruce, cradling his son and wrapping him in his cape. “Of course I’m here,” He said using the soft voice he had used when Jason was still a child and was frightened.

It’s a relief to have been able to reach him. Because once he hadn’t , oh god how that day still ached in his bones. Once he hadn’t. 

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@thrspidcr​ ❛  why  are  you  so  concerned  about  me ?  ❜

“You’re my son!” Bruce snapped even if he’d never called Peter that before. He’d treated him like one of his own, but had never broached the subject before. Maybe because he knew Peter had a life and family to get back too.

“I- I think of you as that. You’re apart of this family now, at least mine,” He added quietly before turning away, embarrassed by his outburst. 

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@blxsscd-x-fxrsakcn​ Sunset turns Gotham cotton-candy hues. Smoke furls into cloudless beyond. Traffic noisy below. Drifts of conversation. Fights, music, sounds of life. Legs swing free. Sitting on edge of fire escape. Somewhere, sirens. Soft chuckle. Flicks stub of cigarette away. Fishes in pocket for another. Cash due by end of week. Meager savings shoved under mattress.Footsteps. Shoes on metal. Blues slide over. Head turns. Lazy grin. Teasing tone. ❝Y' look like shit, B. What, y' get int' a figh' with nature an' th' goddamn bushes won? ❞

Bruce smiled wondering if Gabe would believe him if he told him what he’d been doing the night before. It had still been on the news when he’d woken up in his car, the Bat’s skin shoved under the drivers’ seat. He needed a new system, a car maybe that could fit with the Bat’s aesthetic. 

He leaned against Gabe, tired and sore and very much in need of some to hold onto or be held onto. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” He said with a tired smile. 

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@athicf​ ❝ Once more I am falsely accused of whatever it is that I am accused of. Falsely. ❞

Bruce gave her a look. “Uh-huh. Forgive me if I’m somewhat skeptical.” 

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@blxsscd-x-fxrsakcn​ ❝ You seem especially broody today. ❞

Bruce looked down at Gabe who was lying next to him in the bed. He hadn’t intended to be quiet for so long. “Sorry. Work has been weighing on me.” His night work primarily, it was becoming more of his focus. And harder and to keep secret. “What did you say?”

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@athicf​ “Nothing in his pocket but knives and lint.”

“Knives? Really?” Bruce groaned before coming to see what else she had confiscated from his youngest. “We’re putting those in the safe assuming he hasn’t cracked that yet. Christ, Felicia, what am I going to do with this kid?”

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@thrspidcr​ And you get mad at me for stunts like these! My organs grow back, yours don't! 

Bruce seemed unfazed and unimpressed by his own injuries which for most would be considered series. But then again for someone like him was extremely minor. 

“Believe me I’ve survived far worse. Risks like this are part of what we do.”

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@blxsscd-x-fxrsakcn​ ( sms: late-nighter ) blue hoodie's mine. think you made off with. i can get another. keep it.

Bruce frowned and looked down from his phone at what was left of the jacket. This was going to be hard to explain, wasn’t it?

[sms] Yeah about that . . .  [sms] Something happened to it.  [sms] So yeah you’ll get a new one cause I’ll buy another one for you.