“If I die again….I want you to cremate me and bury my urn with my parents.”
Jason paused in eating his burger, he slowly turned towards Dick, who was staring blankly ahead. Jason had to process that one for a second before he startled. “The hell do you mean again?! You- you ain’t neva died!” He exclaimed, Jason knows that, knows the whole Spyral shit was fake…right?
Dick just give him a sad look and Jason felt his burger start to come back up, His hand was grabbed and Jason wanted to yank it back, Dick’s hand was cold.
They sat like that on the rooftop, food long forgotten. Jason couldn’t bring himself to eat anymore.
Jason felt like so sick, he had accused Dick of faking it, neva tried to defend himself. Hell he didn’t even stop Jason from punching him, Dick just stood there and took it. Jason was pulled out of his thoughts by Dick curling up to him and falling asleep, Jason didn’t bother moving him or shoving him off like he’s done for the past few weeks.
Jason would found out what really happened that day, he needed to know so he could better prepare for what he knew was coming.













