[ Bruce didn't think he would. He pulls a gauntlet off so he can actually feel Jason's skin when he puts his hand against Jason's cheek. He knows he doesn't get a second fuck up. ]
[Jason feels like his breathing is coming back in bits, drips and drabs, and he nods a little with some insistence, and then faster as his breathing evens out. He feels that rage kind of seep away, and he reaches to grab Bruce's hand.
They don't drive; Jason just grabs a change of clothes (which he absolutely does keep in this safehouse) and follows Bruce through the streets, and when they get there and Bruce starts to strip he stops him and reaches to start undoing his armor.
Jason's hands are practiced and unbuckles his chestplate, and then his gauntlets, bit by bit.]
[ When they're together like this, it's easy to forget that they'd ever been apart. Traveling through the streets feels like an old familiar dance, they know how to fall together in tandem and pull themselves back up to make the most of their momentum. So it doesn't take long for them to reach his safehouse, tucked away in the crumble facade of a brownstone.
He waits until Jason's inside before he starts to take the armor off. He stops when Jason's hands take the place of his own and begins to unbuckle the chest piece, like he's done it 100 times before. And truthfully he has.
The meaning's just changed now.
Bruce lets his hands hover where they'd once been working for a moment before he drops them by his side. It's best to let Jason work and this? It's a show of trust. ]
[They both know that whatever there is, Jason will eat. But he works the gauntlets off the and his hands hover gently over the compression layer of Bruce's suit, before he unfastens the cape and tugs it over his own shoulders.]
Call for whatever you want. I don't care.
[He says it as he tugs Bruce down for a kiss, because maybe forgiveness takes a lot of shapes, and this is one of them.]
[ He won't. He burned the crumpets yesterday. Alfred banned him from the kitchen. But now that he has blanket permission, he'll just call for Jason's favorite. He's feeling vulnerable in more ways than one outside of the protective layers of his armor.
And then Jason kisses him and he decides it's mostly okay to be a little vulnerable. He missed this. ]
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Okay.
[He looks so intensely and deeply longing, like he just wants this to work.]
B. You don't have a second fuck up. I don't-
[He wipes his face with his hand.]
You don't have a second one.
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I know.
[ He'd try to do better. He would. ]
Let's go.
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They don't drive; Jason just grabs a change of clothes (which he absolutely does keep in this safehouse) and follows Bruce through the streets, and when they get there and Bruce starts to strip he stops him and reaches to start undoing his armor.
Jason's hands are practiced and unbuckles his chestplate, and then his gauntlets, bit by bit.]
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He waits until Jason's inside before he starts to take the armor off. He stops when Jason's hands take the place of his own and begins to unbuckle the chest piece, like he's done it 100 times before. And truthfully he has.
The meaning's just changed now.
Bruce lets his hands hover where they'd once been working for a moment before he drops them by his side. It's best to let Jason work and this? It's a show of trust. ]
You didn't tell me what you wanted to eat.
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[They both know that whatever there is, Jason will eat. But he works the gauntlets off the and his hands hover gently over the compression layer of Bruce's suit, before he unfastens the cape and tugs it over his own shoulders.]
Call for whatever you want. I don't care.
[He says it as he tugs Bruce down for a kiss, because maybe forgiveness takes a lot of shapes, and this is one of them.]
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[ He won't. He burned the crumpets yesterday. Alfred banned him from the kitchen. But now that he has blanket permission, he'll just call for Jason's favorite. He's feeling vulnerable in more ways than one outside of the protective layers of his armor.
And then Jason kisses him and he decides it's mostly okay to be a little vulnerable. He missed this. ]
Will you stay tonight?