Part of the JayDick Summer Exchange
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Murder, Mayhem, violence, Fear Gas, Outsider POV, homophobia, slight fuck or die type dub-con.
Relationships: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd,
Characters: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd
Additional Tags: Angst, humour,
Notes: For forgettheghosts, two of whose awesome prompts particularly called to me… and luckily I was able to combine them into one! I hope you enjoy - I am sorry for the slow writing, and incomplete status - it will be completed soon! Thank you to Sharon, my long suffering betaAnd to the mods for running this exchange again
Summary: Jason has been undercover for months working a very serious case. He is expecting Tim to help wrap things up, but gets Dick instead - which complicates things practically and emotionally.Also, there is fear gas, puns, explosions and sex. Not necessarily in that order.
Jason goggles at Dick. It’s the kind of thing he would say, just to fuck with Dick, but when he looks at Dick, Dick is serious. He laughs anyway, hollow and uncertain. “Yeah,” he says cautiously. “Right.”
Dick shakes his head. “Really.” He gestures out, like that will encompass the whole of Gotham. “We could go anywhere.”
“Anywhere but here,” Jason starts, “in Gotham,” and he raises an eyebrow, “where all the crime is?”
“There’s crime in Metropolis,” Dick says, because of course he does. Jason’s brow climbs higher into his hairline and he continues, “And other places. You could come with me to Bludhaven.”
“What’s really going on?”
Dick’s gaze won’t meet his.
“Hey.”
Dick’s whole body seems to deflate. “You ever realize there’s no future here? It’s all obligation. It’s all...death.”
“Since when has death stopped us?” Jason asks, and he’s smiling now.
You know that post that's been going around where Jason and Dick have an argument and Dick yells "take what's yours and leave" and Jason picks him up? I was wondering if I could maybe prompt something based off it. Like maybe Dick's reaction to Jason picking him up?bc he was so angry and riled up during the fight but what Jason just did was one of the cutest yet corniest things, like how is he supposed to stay mad after that??
YES ANON!
Based off of this awesome post by moonfox281
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They’ve been screaming at each other back and forth for solong, Dick can’t remember what had even sparked their argument to begin with. Neitherof them are willing to back down either.
Things are pretty ugly, but no one has thrown a fist…yet.
Dick thinks he might be the one to do it, if Jason doesn’tget the hell away from him immediately.
“That’s it!” Dick shouts finally, cutting off whateverscathing remark Jason has coming for him. “I can’t take this anymore. Get the hell out!”
Jason stares at him as the words slowly begin to register inhis mind. If Dick weren’t so angry, he would notice the way that Jason’s own angerdissipates out of him as realization of what Dick said, hits.
“Dick,” Jason says slowly.
“No just…go. Take what’s yours and leave. Now,” Dick snaps.His hands are shaking.
“Fine,” Jason says calmly, before walking forwards.
Dick expects him to brush harshly past, and is completelybewildered when Jason reaches for him instead.
Dick’s reaction is too slow, and he mentally curses himselfout as Jason… throws him over his shoulder?
“Agh!” Dick gasps, as Jason settles him, grip tight on Dick’sbody. “What the hell are you doing?!”he demands, flailing.
“Exactly what you said,” Jason scoffs.
Dick cranes his neck around the best he can and sees thatJason is walking them towards the door.
“Uh, I don’t remember telling you to pick me up!? Put medown! Now!” Dick shouts, smacking Jason’s back for emphasis. “I’m mad at you!”
Jason grunts and squeezes Dick, in retribution for thesmack. “You said,” Jason clarifies. “To take what’s mine and leave, so that’swhat I’m doing.”
Dick stills as the words wash over him, along with themeaning of them.
As Jason carries him out the door, Dick’s anger leaves withthem.
He thinks about how he can’t remember what they werefighting about, and realizes it doesn’t matter. It must have been something sopointless and stupid, a fight for the sake of fighting. And… Dick doesn’t want to fight with Jason anymore.
“You…” Dick trails off, dumbfounded.
He starts laughing, and Jason stops walking. He sets Dick onhis feet in front of him, and Dick sinks forward into his arms, burying hisface into the crook of Jason’s neck, and just laughs.
This stupid ridiculous man… God, he loves him so much.
“Little Wing,” Dick says after he’s calmed down. “I don’twant to fight anymore.”
Jason’s arms tighten around him as he lets out a chuckle. “Meeither Dick.”
Dick pulls away and grins at him. “Jay, that was soromantically cheesy.”
Jason groans, leaning forward to press their foreheadstogether. “Shut up.”
“If I were you, I’d have stormed right out, slamming the doorbehind me,” Dick sighs.
“Yeah,” Jason says, swallowing thickly. “That’s what scaresme.”
Dick presses their lips together, and gives the younger mana chaste kiss.
“I would have come back. Always,” Dick promises.
Jason relaxes.
“Hey,” Dick says a moment later, nudging Jason. “We just hada fight, and now we’re making up…” he trails off, waggling his eyebrowssuggestively.
Comprehension shinesvisibly in Jason’s eyes. He grins, and throws a laughing Dick over his shoulderonce more, toting him back into their apartment, and straight to the bedroom.
Dick is trying to leave. He’s trying to be responsible, but when he slides himself out of bed, he’s met with a wolf whistle.
He breathes in deeply, amused despite himself. He can’t help turning back to find Jason, sprawled shamelessly.
“Still the best ass in Gotham. The fact that people don’t know you’re Nightwing is just willful ignorance.”
“No,” Dick starts slowly. “Maybe I’m just really good,” he says, and he smiles in the way that would shine if they were in some ridiculous cartoon or something.
Jason folds an arm under his head, props himself up to raise an eyebrow lasciviously. “Someone thinks highly of himself.”
It’s enough to have Dick stepping back. “Oh, yeah? I think I remember someone saying just how good I was oh, about,” and he checks the time, “fifteen minutes ago.”
Jason shrugs. “Fifteen minutes is a long time. Things change.”
Dick is falling for it. He knows he’s falling for it, but his pride is already telling him to prove Jason wrong and he’s so close to just--
“I could call someone,” Jason suggests. “Try it out. Compare notes.”
And somehow Dick is back in bed, is kissing Jason to shut him up and to prove his point and because he really wants to even though he was trying to go.
Jason pulls back, knows Dick isn’t going to leave now. “Good boy.” And he wraps his leg around Dick’s waist.
I HAD to write this, after seeing this particular prompt. So, please enjoy this short, pure-fluff jaydick ficlet I just wrote.
After an especially grueling night of vigilante business, the only two things on Dick’s mind were a shower, and Jason. Even better, was the prospect of having both of those things… simultaneously. Which is why, despite his exhaustion, Dick felt a sudden thrill rush down his spine when he heard the shower running in the bathroom, upon entering the apartment.
He shut and locked the window, then immediately started stripping from his suit, tossing pieces aside as he made his way to the bathroom. Jason would be pissed about the haphazardly discarded clothing strewn about the room, but Dick was too focused on his mission to care about the repercussions of making a mess.
By the time he made it to the door, Dick was clad only in his boxers, and his mask. He paused in front of the door, and carefully removed the mask, before flinging it away as well. As he did so, he picked up on a… sound… coming from the bathroom.
Curiously, he pressed his ear against the door, listening carefully.
“-Bite that tattoo on your shoulder, pull the sheets right off the corner of that mattress that you stole, from your roommate back in Boulder, we ain't ever getting older…”
With a grin, Dick opened the door as quietly as he could, hoping Jason was too wrapped up in his little performance to notice anyone entering.
As Jason continued to sing, Dick slid his boxers down his legs before kicking them off. He yanked the shower curtain open, startling Jason as he stepped over and into the tub, all the while joining in the duet.
“You… look as good as the day I met you, I forget just why I left you, I was insane. Stay and play that Blink-182 song, that we beat to death in Tucson, OK!” Dick sang enthusiastically, pushing Jason to the side as he stepped into the spray of water.
Jason laughed, and instantly pulled Dick into his arms, encircling the older man’s waist.
“I know it breaks your heart, moved to the city in a broke-down car, and four years, no call, now I'm looking pretty in a hotel bar. And I, I, I, I, I can't stop! No, I, I, I, I, I can't stop!” Dick continued on, throwing his arms around Jason’s neck. He threw his head back and belted out the lyrics.
Jason pressed a kiss to Dick’s forehead before joining him in the next verse.
“So, baby, pull me closer in the back seat of your Rover, that I know you can't afford! Bite that tattoo on your shoulder! Pull the sheets right off the corner, of that mattress that you stole from your roommate back in Boulder. We ain't ever getting older!”
At some point, Dick had picked up the bottles of shampoo and conditioner on the shelf, and handed one to Jason. They used them as microphones as they belted out the rest of the lyrics together, bodies remaining entwined.
They finished the song, their breathing ragged, and foreheads pressed together.
Dick pulled away first, with the brightest of smiles shining on his handsome face. “I came to join you with completely different intentions, but I gotta say, I think this option is way more fun.”
“Yeah?” Jason asked, before he reached out and brushed away the wet strands of hair from Dick’s face.
“Oh definitely,” Dick assured with a nod. “Now, what are we singing next?”
who takes longer showers?They’re both known for taking longish showers, but Dick has a tendency to sing during his, and while he’s not a bad singer, he usually picks songs that are well beyond his vocal abilities. It only really annoys Jason if he already has a headache, but usually he finds the odd little squeaks and cracks in Dick’s voice kind of endearing.
They’re both bathroom-hoggers, though, which can make things difficult if they don’t get themselves timed right. Shared showers are sometimes a blessing.
how do they make up after a fight?If it’s a little fight (like, “For fucks sake Dick, I’ll cook, GOD!”), a couple of cuddles and kisses will do it. If it’s a big Bat-sized blowout, it can take a while. Usually it takes whichever was in the wrong (or, in cases where neither of them are or are admitting it, the one who wants to patch things up the fastest) to start making gestures towards making up. It involves a lot of lowkey talking (pointedly not about what they were fighting about or else it might happen again) and gentle closeness.
who prefers rain and who prefers sun?They both prefer sun, because rain brings up some nasty memories for each of them. Jason won’t admit it aloud, but rainy kisses, however, are his favorite things.
what’s their favorite place to go together?Brant’s Chili Dogs. Some good memories happened there, man.
who’s more likely to be voted prom king/queen?Assuming Jason’s post-death, it’d be Dick, because Dick is better at playing up the First Son role for Gotham elite. If Jason hadn’t died, it’d be Jason, because he’s the best kid and would totally be star of the school with his extra-curriculars and volunteering and starring in the school plays.
do they celebrate anniversaries, etc.?Dick is very big on birthdays, and surprisingly, so is Jason. Jason used to celebrate (by himself after he came back) his “Robin day”, and now they celebrate them together. That feels more important to them than their relationship anniversary. Dick makes it a point to distract or preoccupy Jason on his deathiversary to make sure he feels loved and alive.
who’d pressure the other into singing karaoke?Jason refuses point-blank to do public karaoke, unless it involves Titans or Batkids. Dick, however, will get right up and sing whether there’s an interested audience or not. Damn showman, Jason always mutters to himself.
what’s their nightly routine?Patrol, usually opposite directions to cover the most ground and area, but sometimes they’ll work together if there’s a case or a particularly difficult area they need to focus on. About dawn, they head back to the apartment (assuming no one’s injured; if they are and aren’t close, to a safehouse) and pretty much crash after undressing (sometimes before depending on the night).
who’s more likely to burn dinner?Definitely Dick. Jason’s been able to cook stuff since he was a kid, and definitely still remembers a few recipes he learned from Alfred. Dick’s main culinary contributions are sandwiches, soups, and anything that’s been prepackaged. He loves absolute abominations of food combinations, which pretty much resulted in Dick being banned from cooking anything other than the above. (Fun Fact: He does this on purpose. Dick enjoys being spoiled more than he’d ever let on.)
