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[turdusmigratoriusmortuus]

[Jason grips his chest for a moment and then takes a breath, and he's about to fight when he sees that Bruce takes the cowl off and the look on his face is less fury than it is concern. It's so unusual that it makes Jason roll his shoulders a little and he just tips his head a little, and he takes a moment, and then he sets his bag down.]

I had a dead man's switch. You would have heard if I had died.

[He says it and he immediately knows that this isn't actually the issue.]

How mad are you?

[theknightshift]

Two months without a word.

[ He's not angry. He was worried. If Jason needed help, Bruce did not know where to look for him to offer it. He missed him. The manor could be a lonely place when he's gotten used to sharing the space again. He was...

Okay he's a little angry. ]

You didn't tell me you were leaving.

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It was kind of last minute.

[He holds himself back a minute, and looks Bruce up and down and then dips his head.

Maybe it wasn’t just that the traffickers were moving. It was that he just. Can’t seem to stop thinking about this.]

You want a drink?

[It’ll give his fingers something to do. Anything to do.]

[theknightshift]

No.

[ He's supposed to be on patrol. But he detoured when he knew Jason was back in town. He'll get back to it, after he's confirmed Jason is okay. That they are okay. ]

Are you planning to leave again?

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[Jason goes to his little kitchen and opens the fridge, and regrets it immediately. Jesus. Ten weeks this food’s been sitting here.

Still he finds a Gatorade still sealed and opens it. Okay good enough. He takes a swig.]

I wasn’t planning on it, no. I finished what I had to do.

[He almost says for now, almost, but.

But the truth is that he missed Bruce and it bothered him more than he would like to admit. The truth is what he wants is to grab Bruce and kiss him, and what he wants more is to tell him-

-he sets his Gatorade down.]

Take off your armor.

[theknightshift]

[ Bruce could offer to restock his fridge for him. Ten weeks that stuff's been sitting there. But he doesn't. He just watches Jason break the seal on his gatorade and wonder if he'd push Bruce away if he hugged him.

He considers Jason's request. He's on patrol. He should say no. He almost asks why, but ultimately starts the process. First the cape and the cowl along with it.

It makes taking the chest piece off easier. ]

I don't like not knowing where you are.

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[Jason isn’t sure what he expected but Bruce just doing as he’s told wasn’t it. He watches, his eyes bright, and steps in closer.]

But you didn’t come after me.

[That means something. Jason didn’t want Bruce to come after him, he wanted to get this done and be trusted to come home. It wasn’t a test, but Bruce passed anyway.

Is he supposed to give something here?]

You didn’t send any birds after me. You didn’t show up at my safehouse. You didn’t blow up my burner.

[If Bruce had wanted to, he could have found him. It’s not easy to find Jason when he doesn’t want to be found but Bruce’s resources are deep. But Jason knows: he tried, a little, but then-

He puts a hand on Bruce’s chest, over the compression layer. He thinks he can almost feel skin.]

B.

I missed you.

[theknightshift]

[ Not because he hadn't wanted to. There had not been a day during Jason's absence that he had not wanted to put his vast resources to work and find him. Maybe not to confront him -- Bruce likes to think they're long past those days. But just to know he's safe.

But he hadn't. He tells himself it's because he trusted Jason to reach out if he needed him. And that felt like falling without a net. That's Dick's thing. Not Bruce's.

He reaches a hand up and puts it over Jason's where it rests on his chest and for once he feels relief. ]

I missed you too.

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[His hand is held, and that's it; he feels like he's going feral. The space between them disappears in a fast second, a puff of thick air moving out of the way so that Jason can kiss him, his other hand moving to the back of Bruce's head and tug him to keep him there.

God, he did miss him. He wanted to come home so many times, he wanted to crawl into bed with Bruce and just be touched. Jason's hunger for comfort overcomes almost everything except his sense of justice, his desire for it, and that was what was driving him for the past ten weeks.

He presses in close, and kisses him like Bruce is going to disappear if he doesn't.]

I was going to come to the manor after I took a shower.

[theknightshift]

[ He doesn't need any urging to move in close. It's all he's wanted while Jason was gone. It's easy to forget how lonely he can get when Jason's always within reach. But ten weeks of radio silence and Bruce felt like he was going to crawl out of his skin. So being here with him, makes it easier to push all of that down.

He doesn't have to dip his head much to lean into that kiss, his free hand resting against his hip. This makes him feel...he doesn't know if he's ready to give it words yet, but it makes him feel. ]

You don't have to.

[ He can understand wanting your own space after a long mission. ]

I just wanted to see you.

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[He considers it; the manor was the safe place when he was twelve, but now it feels like eyes, like people watching him. He likes his little apartment, even if the food is now better set for trash; he likes being in Gotham and not up in Bristol.

He tugs Bruce for another kiss, hungry.]

You want to stay here? If you want to patrol you should go now, but you can come back.

[He says it in a rush of words, because what he doesn't want is for Bruce to go on patrol and then go home, and he realizes it with a little shock to his heart.]

[theknightshift]

Yes.

[ He doesn't hesitate in his answer. Jason wants him here and that's enough to make agreeing easy. To quiet that longing for his company. To make leaving for anything feel like a foreign thought. But Jason is right. He does want to patrol. He wants to stay here and kiss all of the air of Jason's lungs too, but it could wait. He'd come back and be greedy after he's sacrificed himself a little bit more.

He kisses Jason again. And then again for good measure. ]

Restock your refrigerator. My treat.

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[He snorts.]

Yeah, okay.

When you get back I'll probably be in bed. No armor in my bed.

[He figures that Bruce will set the security - and Bruce knows how, because he turned all the security off - once he gets back.]

Same Amex number?

[Jason has memorized Bruce's card number, of course he has.]

[theknightshift]

Same Amex number.

[ He's reluctant to let go, but does so he can get his armor back in place. He doesn't anticipate an especially active night, but he's prepared himself for one regardless. When the cape is on, he slides the cowl down over his eyes and reaches for Jason's hand, just once to give it a squeeze. ]

I won't be long.

[ Just all night. ]

[turdusmigratoriusmortuus]

[He knows how long it’ll be. All night.

Still it’s enough time and early enough that he orders groceries and tosses the food that’s gone bad, and then takes a shower and gets in his bed.

He knows it’s still night because the light still has the gloomy quality when movement wakes him, and he knows it’s Bruce. It’s impossible to mistake him for anyone else.

He waits as Bruce cleans himself up, puts his armor down.]

Quiet night?

[theknightshift]

[ All night and a few hours more. But Bruce goes back to Jason apartment when the first signs of dawn streak across the sky. He disables the security and slips in without much fuss and rearms it behind him.

The suit he takes off with care, setting each piece to the side so he can shower and finally crawl into bed. 36 hours since the last time he slept. He needs this. He reaches for Jason, trailing a hand up his hip and draping an arm over his middle as he settles in next to him. ]

Quiet enough.

[ A few muggings. Word on the street Twoface's planning something, but that'll require more investigation. ]

I've cleared my morning schedule. [ So they could sleep in. Or do more than sleep in. ]

[turdusmigratoriusmortuus]

[Jason hums a bit and fits himself against Bruce like slotting a book into place. It’s warm, and his bed is comfortable, and Bruce sounds tired.]

Good.

[He dips his head to press his nose against the corner of where Bruce’s jaw meets his ear, and takes a breath. It smells clean.]

When was the last time you slept, old man?

[theknightshift]

[ For longer than a few minutes at a time? ]

Thirty-six hours ago.

[ He was wrapping up a case. And worrying about Jason. Both have been resolved and he's finally allowing himself a moment to relax. And when Jason's this close, he thinks he could stay like this forever. He won't, of course, but the sentiment is there. ]

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[He runs a hand down Bruce's side, to his hip, and he just rests it there for a minute.]

Too tired for me to just. Help you relax into sleep?

Or would you fall asleep with your cock in my mouth?

[He'll wait for Bruce to sleep and wake up, but he's kind of horny right now.]

[theknightshift]

[ Bruce grunts -- a quiet sound at the back of his throat and he opens his eyes and presses a kiss against Jason's jaw. ]

I think I can manage a little while longer.

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[Jason laughs a little, and runs his hand from Bruce's hip to Bruce's abs, and then a little further down, until his fingers are just above his groin.]

I guess I could apologize just sucking you off, but I'm not sorry, so maybe I just do it for fun.

[And he catches his mouth in a kiss, and grips him tightly.]

[theknightshift]

[ He doesn't laugh, but there's a hint of a smile at Jason's. He always misses that sound when they're apart. ]

God forbid I stand in the way of your fun.

[ He returns that kiss, greedy and hungry and desperate in the way he fits his mouth against Jason's. ]

[turdusmigratoriusmortuus]

[That kiss makes Jason feel like he's a little crazy, like he's on fire, and he whimpers just a little against Bruce's mouth. It's been ten weeks but it feels like it's been ten years, and he hasn't wanted anything as badly as he wants this, right now, in a long time.

He licks into Bruce's mouth, and moves so that he's straddling him and kissing his throat, and bites his chest lightly.]

Did you do anything except work out while I was gone?

[He brings his hand up and rocks his thumb over Bruce's nipple, over and over.]

Or did I just make up that you were a little smaller?

[theknightshift]

[ He did up his training routine in Jason's absence. They haven't really discussed exclusivity, but Bruce hadn't really wanted to spend time with anyone else. Not even as Brucie. And working his case could only occupy him for so long. He needed something to do in the meantime.

Fantasizing about this moment helped too.

His hands slide up Jason's thighs where they straddle him, head tilting to give Jason as much access to his neck that he'd want. ]

Does it matter? You like it.

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I don't think you need me to feed your ego.

[He kisses him, and kisses him again, and then nips and sucks up a mark on his throat. Bruce will have to explain that, if he doesn't cover it up with makeup, but Jason thinks he won't. It's good for him to keep his stupid cover, for him to have random hickies.

He leans down to kiss him against the chest, and bites there, too, this one just for him.]

But yeah.

I really like it.

[He grins, and nips him against the jaw.]

I like all that power you have.