thinking about jason and tim growing closer a little by little. unspokenly jason making up for his guilt of his murder attempts, and tim changing his misconceptions of jason (acknowledging his victim blaming phase).
perhaps tim crashing into jason's apartment, often enough that he has spare clothes in the drawers and jason's clothes back in his place. tim's got his own toothbrush at the sink, and he smells like jason's cheap shampoo. jason comes back from patrol, sitting on his couch, and knows tim was just there from the dip and warmth. he lies in his sheets and the pillows smells like tim.
they build a routine around each other so organically, like each other's safe space. which is so ironic, because they have this unaddressed elephant in the room which they act like they didn't have a violent past. they're scared once its brought up, the comfort bubble they built would burst and they'd lose each other irreversibly.
i need them so domestic that it hurts 😔