Summary: He’s branched out on his own.
Notes: Catlad!Tim ‘verse. Jason at this point is no longer Robin, but donned the mantel of Red Robin.
“You’re not working with the Bat anymore.” It’s not a question, it’s a statement, and it’s true. Jason grins from underneath his cowl at the Stray. “That’s why you haven’t been around lately?”
“Do you miss me?” He laughs when Tim turns his head away sharply. “Anyways. Yeah. I had to branch out a little. It’s like…going to college.” He sits down next to Tim and leans back. “Do you like the cowl? I don’t. Doesn’t show off my hair as well. But I mean, he designed it and I haven’t had any time to really fix it so that I look my dashing self.”
Tim opens his mouth to comment on that, but instead shakes his head and closes his eyes. “So, now that you’re not working with him,” he starts off, “does that mean you’re going to take me in?”
“Hell no!” Jason almost feels offended, but he understands what it means to have to be wary of who you trust. Hell, he’s in that situation himself most of the time. “Nah, I like you. Besides, you’re just stealing from scumbags. That’s something I can live with.” It’s something that Jason actually admires, but he’s not going to say that outright. Not when the big Bat might be listening on him.
So instead he casually reaches over and takes Tim’s hand in his own. When Tim clenches his hand back, Jason lets out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding. “I read about the ah. Man. You pushed him?” Tim’s voice is quieter than normal, and Jason supposes that’s normal.
“He was going to go back and do it again. If you had been there, you would have understood—”
“You say that like I’m judging you for it.” When Jason looks up, Tim’s got this kind of half-smile on his face. “I don’t know, but I… I know that there are probably a lot of people who you saved by doing that.”
“Batman gave me an earful about it.” He groans. “It’s just—you know? You can’t just let people like that keep at it! And besides—” Tim kisses him, cutting him off mid-sentence. “Jesus.”
“I understand,” Tim says, and there’s a hell of a lot about him and his past that Jason doesn’t know about, but something tells him that now isn’t the time or place to press on, even if he thinks he knows what Tim’s almost saying. Instead, he smiles at Tim and lets the younger teen kiss him again. “I understand. You don’t have to explain to me.”
“I wish other people were as cool as you.”
Tim laughs. “I’m not that cool.” He lets Jason kiss him and doesn’t hesitate to put a hand on the side of Jason’s neck. “You should probably get going,” he says softly. “I’m sure there are people who are committing crimes.”
“They can wait a second. We’ve got like, a million superheroes in this city. I think I can spend five minutes with you.”
And when he kisses Tim again, he can hear a pleased purring noise from the back of his throat.
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