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“Don’t move.” Jason whispers. “If we don’t move he won’t see us.”
Tim scrunches his nose. “That’s for a T-rex and it’s a lie. They could very well kill you even then.”
“You are shitting on my hopes and dreams, Replacement.”
“I’m not. I’m just saying —”
“Todd.” Damian calls, effectively shutting them both up, and when he gets no answer from Jason, he whimpers a sad and soft, “Drake.”
“I can't believe I'm saying this but he’s breaking my heart, dude.”
“No, don’t you dare to give in. It’s a trap,” Jason says. “It’s gotta be a trap —”
They lose both the battle and the war when Damian stops waiting for them and instead stumbles forward, almost drunkenly, and unceremoniously flops himself on Jason, full-on crying against his stomach.
“Jesus fuck, Babybat.” Jason exhales in one breath. “Alright, who do I have to kill?”
"Jason!"
(Or the one where Jason and Tim come to the Manor after a long night of patrol and they find weird new kind of life form out of this world that cries with snot and all inside the Manor's grounds. It takes them some time, because they are both dumbasses, to convince themselves that's actually their little brother crying his eyes out.)