At one point, drunk out of their minds, Tim got ahold of a video of Jason saying “I love you guys.” While Cass was holding back his hair as he was throwing up.
It was often brought up in their sibling group chats as a ‘we shall never forget’ for fun and jokes.
Jason would sound pissy, but they knew if he really didn’t like the video going around he would make it a lot more obvious.
When Dick hinted at sending it to Bruce, “he would cry I think”, Jason didn’t even shut down the idea entirely. Just a message of
“I wouldn’t live it down if the old man saw me get this soft”
“You kinda sound like a build-a-bear.”
“Guys I have an idea!”
When Bruce’s birthday arrived, he really didn’t expect to get anything from them.
They’d all made time to be at the manor, that was gift enough.
So when all of them put their similar looking presents on the table, he was surprised.
One by one, he opened the small boxes.
“Mini versions of your vigilante hero personas?” He questioned with a laugh. They were small stuffed plushies, looking more like round balls than anything. Their little outfits were undoubtedly the toy versions of the heroes sitting in front of him.
“You missed the best part” Tim said and pressed the stomach of his own. “I love you, B”
Even as his ears were entirely red, he smiled and gave the toy back. Flushing even more when Bruce began pressing the button again and again.
“They all got the same voice line.” Dick grinned and lined all of them up beside one another.
“All of them?”
Eyeing one of them specifically.
“All of ‘em old man.” Jason said, standing up and moving towards the door, “I’m going out for a smoke.” His neck tinted pink along with the tips of his ears.
In the old Gotham air, he was soon joined by his dad. “I love you too Jay.”
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Mandatory sad version
