↷ safehouse

@timothy drake Listening to his words, he was ready to snap back at him but found any trace of anger dissipating. 'Tim.. Do you really think I just wouldn't care?' He questioned, looking at him with an almost hurt gaze - he felt like a little kid being yelled at. Jason brought up a hand to guide his chin, making the younger look at him; 'If I ever got that call.. Or you needed me and I got there too late.. If anything ever happened to you, I'd be devastated. I would cry and mourn with everyone else- I would be utterly heartbroken so don't you dare ever try to say that I don't care.'

'Don't give me any ideas,' he mused, 'and for the alluded topic at hand.. I prefer bunnies.' Clearly amused at his own innuendo, he hadn't missed the lip bite, wishing he could take a turn with the tiers. Jason elicit a low hum of delight and lowered his hands to hold him up; one hooked under his thigh and one too dangerously close to his to be considered platonic. 'Guess I'm carrying you?'

@jason todd "I'll be fine, okay? Trust me! And besides, you couldn't give two flying s if I somehow ended up dead or worse- right? So stop acting like I don't know what I'm doing or like you actually care when, you don't." Tim spoke harshly, his voice nearly cracking as they left his lips before he cleared his throat and looked away, trembling slightly due to the anger he was beginning to feel with this discussion.

A slight laugh left the boy's lips, a hum leaving them after as he leaned into the feeling of Jason's tongue on his cheek, catching his lower lip between his teeth for a short moment, but long enough to assure the other would see. "Mmm I wouldn't mind if you hurt me, that's true.. Are we dogs now?" He grinned playfully, nodding slightly with the next words from the other and brushing his fingers through the male's hair before scooting off the counter as best as he could, managing to leave his legs wrapped around Jason's waist.

@timothy drake 'Maybe that is what I'm saying, maybe you shouldn't have met me or any of the others,' he answered, letting a deep sigh spill from his lips. He wasn't exactly trying to be hurtful or harsh. 'And the night you don't? How do you think that's going to feel? I'd rather not get the call that you didn't make it back and your body was found somewhere, scrambled like eggs, Tim,' he frowned at the words, 'Unless you can promise that, there's no use in saying it because clearly, you won't be fine if you keep getting your kicked.'

'I find that hard to believe,' he chuckled softly, taking a moment to drink in the features of the younger male, nearly melting at the sight of him in general. 'Maybe, but at this point I don't think you'd mind if I hurt you,' Jason teased and leaned to offer a playful swipe of his tongue over Tim's cheek before pulling away. 'You can borrow some of my clothes, you need to go rest.'

@jason todd A dry laugh left Tim's lips causing a shooting pain, but he ignored it, hurt more by Jason's words than the physical pain he was feeling. "Really? I shouldn't have, as you say, snooped around? It's almost like you're telling me you'd rather me not have met you-" The boy managed to get out, hands balling up into little fists. "Well I've managed to get back till now. I'll be fine."

There was a small smile on Tim's face as he nodded to the other, gently placing his hand on the male's chest and patting it lightly as a slight chuckle bubbled past his lips. "Good. I'm very trustworthy," He said in an almost playful way, humming with the squeeze before grinning slightly as he allowed Jason to push him back, his eyes studying the male as he did so and head tilting to the side. "And how's that? Are you gonna hurt me or something?"

@timothy drake Part of him regretted his tone, his words, even bringing the topic up - none of them dealt with the topic well, it was basically in their blood by now. 'It should have never become a part of you, that's my point. You should have never snooped around, never became Robin- you shouldn't be out with the chance of not coming back every night,' he hissed the words, looking away. This wasn't a discussion they should be having.

At his movement, Jason found himself easily going with it, sinking his hands to rest against the thighs against his waist, eyes flickering as he studied the latter's blue orbs. 'I'm trusting you with that,' he muttered, the words followed by a squeeze to the flesh beneath his palms. Rolling his eyes, he moved his hands to the counters surface, managing to push the male back slightly, somewhat caging him against it, 'Don't tease me. It won't end well for you, loser.'

@jason todd "I- Jason.." He spoke softly, leaning a little bit away from the other after the words hit his ears, his eyes glazing over with tears for a short moment before he blinked them away, feeling the need to appear strong in front of the other, especially after his comment. "What bull do you mean? Fighting bad guys? Because you know very well that it's a part of me by now. Not just a simple pastime."

Tim couldn't help but to grin at the flick to his forehead and the answer he received, wrapping his legs around Jason's waist and using them to pull him closer with happy eyes, laughing a little but not so much as to cause him pain. "Don't worry so much, alright? They won't miss me for a single night." He spoke matter of factly before making a soft sound, looking back to the other's eyes and humming out. "Is that so? So you wouldn't want to-" At this point it was clear Tim was messing around, a laugh having bubbled up.

@timothy drake 'It's not fine, Timothy,' he answered a bit rougher than he had truly wanted, 'maybe you'd be better off.. not dealing with this bull.' The words weren't meant to be spoken out loud but he was too busy to notice that. Jason found himself worrying on and off about his three name sharing siblings of a sort, but it wouldn't be a lie to say it lingered on Tim more often. He had always seemed more fragile in the older's eyes, despite being trained as well as the rest.

Could he handle having him stay over? Meeting his gaze, he raised a hand to offer a flick to the raven's forehead. 'Fine.. but if Bruce shows up at my door,' he trailed off, letting a rather unamused expression settle in. He had to do something before he was turning those words into something other than what he meant. 'You'd walk away with more than scars if that's what I'd meant,' he stated, pulling the bandage a little too tight at first, just to accentuate his words.

@jason todd A small frown formed on Tim's lips for the shortest moment, having to hold back from shrugging as his legs swung slightly. "I know, but it's fine. Not like I'm dead, you know?" He smiled a little once again, shivering as the other male's fingers touched his skin and closing his eyes short a short moment as he let the other bandage him up.

"Do I have to go home? You know I don't want to, Jay- can't I just sleep here with you?" He almost whined the words out before blinking, a sly grin on his face at Jason's threat as leaned forward just slightly, letting his eyes meet the other male's. "Promise~?" He asked in a playfully seductive tone, holding back a laugh after, knowing very well that it would cause him more pain.

@timothy drake His eyes hadn't missed the movements, the little actions he shouldn't have let linger in his mind longer than needed. Sometimes his training was something he hated; he noticed things, held onto them- the latter could breathe a certain way and it would end up engrained in Jason's mind for days. Pursing his lips, he pushed the thoughts aside and focused on his work, wanting the other gone.

'You look like ,' he answered, trying to sound bored and not concerned because he was beyond what the word concerned conveyed. Jason frowned deeper at the words and let his hand drift, fingers tracing over a few of the older scars, distracting him from the fresh wound at hand. He didn't say anything however, keeping his comments to himself as he started bandaging him up. 'When I'm done, go home. Rest. Don't ing leave until your healed or so help me God the next scar you get will be from me. Got it?'

@jason todd "Oh shut up," Tim laughed, forcing himself to stop only due to the shooting pain his laughter caused him, but still smiling at the other and leaning forward a little, flicking his tongue across his own lower lip /almost/ unknowingly. He wasn't going to deny the affect that Jason somehow had on him. Not to himself at least, not to Jason even. But to anyone else, he would deny it for days. And with Jason, it would be as simple as something that just goes unsaid, unless asked about.

"It's not that bad, is it?" The eighteen year old asked, looking down at his chest then to his arms, and finally back to the male in front of him. "Like- I've dealt with worse?" He said, almost like a question but also knowing it was true and knowing Jason had also gone through far worse.

@timothy drake 'Felt a part of my soul break off just by saying it,' he teased, letting a playful grin form on his lips. He wouldn't admit it out loud in so many words that he was fond of Tim's presence but it was better than anyone else showing up; mainly or their 'father'. He shuddered at the idea, eyebrows pulling together - as long as he held up his end of their deal, he didn't expect any visits.

'Uh huh.' Jason crossed his arms as he waited for the obstructing material to be gone, only to frown slightly at the sight before him - he felt an overwhelming wave of protectiveness wash over him. It was, indirectly, his fault after all. If he'd never gone off and gotten himself killed, the latter most likely wouldn't be in the position he was. The raven sighed but silently moved to start cleaning the area with alcohol.

@jason todd "See? Wasn't that hard to admit--You love me." He chuckled a little, wincing once more and groaning more in annoyance than anything else. Of course, Tim was messing around. He for some reason felt more free to do so around Jason, even though Jason could, according to some people, be a bit more dangerous than the other people he could choose to talk to.

"You never said it but some things just are known without saying anything at all." When his sleeve was tugged, his jaw clenched slightly and lips pursed. He hesitated before sighing, unclenching his jaw and beginning to pull his suit off, just enough to reveal his biggest wound, as well as the ones which had been hidden. Mostly bruises and past cuts, reopened by the beating he'd taken not long before.

@timothy drake He looked at him with a deadpan expression for a second before tsking and flickering his glance away. 'I'd rather have you knocking on my door than ,' he answered honestly. It wasn't that Jason was entirely opposed to his 'family' visiting, it was just that he liked to keep his job at a distance from them; the safehouse was like his own batcave, so it was a little too close for his liking.

'You'd rather get killed or bleed out than let yourself heal. Surprising for someone who could easily sit in front of a computer for days on end.' The raven went through the bag, pulled out the main necessities he'd need, snorting at the comment; 'Can't say I hate it.. never said I liked it.' Stepping in front of him, he raised a hand to gesture to his arm, 'You know you should probably take this,' he tugged on his sleeve lightly, 'off. Don't need the irritation.'

@jason todd Tim rolled his eyes, sighing in annoyance despite knowing and understanding why Jason wouldn't be so welcoming to him. "You know it's not my fault. And I'm not that bad compared to the rest of them in your eyes, right?" He grinned playfully, eyeing the other before wincing once again at the pain when he shifted.

"Besides.. You know how stubborn I am. There's no way I'm just going to sit around waiting for the natural healing process to complete or whatever youd say." He rolled his eyes, sighing before nodding, smiling a little to the other male as he made his way to sit beside the bay, chuckling softly. "You say that as if you don't enjoy my company. "

@timothy drake 'I just meant in general.. I don't like surprise visitors, especially ones of the bird variety,' he answered, knowing the latter was painfully aware of the fact. His eyes fell along his form before raising a brow; 'And you decided to be a and go out anyway, why?'

Jason sighed and brought a hand up to push his hair back before moving along the length of the counter to fish out a duffle bag from a cabinet, tossing it on the clean surface. 'I didn't sign up to be my replacement's nurse,' he mused, patting the spot by the bag, 'Come on then, let's get you patched up and the hell out of here.'

@jason todd The words that fell from the other's mouth caused Tim to tense up, barely wincing as his cut rubbed with the fabric once again. It took moments before Jason came into view, the boy barely relaxing as he struggled to stand without using his arms, his eyes narrowed at the other former robin. "Yea, cause that's all I ever do." He grumbled in a sarcastic tone, gritting his teeth to keep from letting out a cry of pain as he let go of his wound so to use his unharmed arm to help hold himself up.

"I wasn't supposed to go out tonight. Was told to 'look after myself' till I'm, according to Bruce, completely healed and in the best shape to fight again. So basically, if I go back there I'm screwed." He explained, his mood going down more due to the way he's having to explain himself.

@timothy drake To say Jason wasn't in the mood to deal with anything was an understatement, feeling like he was ready to just destroy the entire city; everyone would be better off. It only took a few moments of his entering the safehouse to realize he wasn't alone, only worsening his mood. The only other person he allowed access to was Roy and he knew that's not who it was. 'I really hope whoeever you are, you're wanting to get shot,' was all he said, pulling his helmet off.

The raven turned the corner and let his eyes fall to the crumpled form that could only belong to Tim. Setting the red accessory aside and pulling his jacket off, he eventually leaned against one of the counters. 'I'm almost willing to shoot you as a warning to not show up here. Why /are/ you here? Shouldn't you be up B's or something?'

@jason todd An annoyed grumble escaped Tim's lips as he stepped into Jason's safehouse, eyes narrowed and a hand on his arm, doing his best to put enough pressure on a fresh wound to keep it from bleeding too much. Yes, Jason would be pissed if he saw the other male in the safehouse without being given permission or having the supervision of the older male. No, Tim did not care one bit.

The male kicked the door shut, silently cursing to himself as his hand slipped and the fabric of his suit rubbed against his deep cut, only causing more pain. "Dammit.. Jason, you better get here soon.. I can't fix this on my own and there is no way in hell I'm going to Bruce or Alfred.. They'll only scold me.." He mumbled to himself more than anyone else, soon leaning against and sliding down a wall, his eyes squeezed shut and head leaning back again.