( those words make his chest tighten. make his brows furrow and his throat go dry. jason's been through enough as it is. he doesn't need to drown in his own darkness with him. which, of course, makes him wonder if he's even capable of being what jason not only needs but deserves. )
hand still resting gently on the small of jason's back, he other hand drops away from the back of the boy's head and he holds the side of his face instead as he stares right back at him. )
( he’s still getting the hang of the whole parenting-while-not-parenting thing, so. seemed like giving a choice to have others over was something to give. either way, the elevator brings them up and he pulls open the gated door for them, waiting for jason to step out first. )
[Jason steps through to move into the kitchen. He pulls out two beers from the back— why and where is a teenager getting beer, nobody knows— and pops the tops. He holds one out to Bruce.
Is this everything you imagined in parenting a rogue element, Bruce?] Good. I never got to do that before.
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I won't. Jump. I'm right here.
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[His good hand clenches the fabric of Bruce’s shirt.]
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hand still resting gently on the small of jason's back, he other hand drops away from the back of the boy's head and he holds the side of his face instead as he stares right back at him. )
Then we stay here together.
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I’ll hold you to that, y’know.
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( he would be surprised if he didn't, honestly. at that, however, he gives a nod to the elevator behind them. )
Let's get upstairs.
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Okay.
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What were you doing before?
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[Jason levels his gaze at Bruce.]
Other than that, reading.
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Didn't find the stash of books I brought back, did you?
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Wasn't sure if I should save them for Christmas or not.
( to which he pulls the gate open with that good arm and lets jason step into the elevator first before he joins him to go back up to the penthouse. )
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Christmas as in?
[Jason’s chest hollows out as he asks,]
Christmas gifts? For me?
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Yeah. I know you like to read, so I brought back what I could from that other Earth mission.
( you know. whatever could fit in the batmobile. )
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I’ve never gotten a Christmas present before.
[His parents only had money enough for drugs and his Bruce was always too busy for sentimentalities like Christmas.]
Bruce was always in London or Shanghai or wherever.
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( like he was last year, which. hard to believe this will be his second christmas here. )
Just a thought.
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Could we decorate?
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( he's not against it. christmases back in his gotham after his parents death had been... different. not as they once had been. )
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He can do this.]
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Then we'll decorate. Get a tree. Put it... somewhere.
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[A smile starts to pique Jason’s lips.]
But I want you and me to decorate, not some service.
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( no hired help here by any means. )
Do you want to invite your friend over to help?
( chrissy, he means. )
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[Probably ask her out, too. But that’s something separate.]
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( he’s still getting the hang of the whole parenting-while-not-parenting thing, so. seemed like giving a choice to have others over was something to give. either way, the elevator brings them up and he pulls open the gated door for them, waiting for jason to step out first. )
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Is this everything you imagined in parenting a rogue element, Bruce?] Good. I never got to do that before.
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Pretty sure you're not old enough to legally drink that.
( he needs to be a parent, ok. )
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