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Adrien.
Jason considered the kid.
Formerly Adrien Agreste, now Adrien de Vanily Wayne. Blond rich kid with a supervillain for a dad. Timid, shy, subdued, but somehow still managing a sunny disposition. Mischievous, devious, and flirty as fuck when it struck him, and he was still just fourteen.
It was like watching a hybrid of Tim and Stephanie.
Actually, this would probably be exactly how it would be like if Tim and Steph ever decided to have a kid.
Minus the trauma and the fear of butterflies.
Well, hopefully. Anything could happen in Gotham and to his knowledge, Killer Moth was still alive.
Adrien’s tragic backstory was more tragic than most
Completely neglected by his dad?
Finding out that said dad is the supervillain that had been trying to kill him for his entire superhero career?
Finding his dead mom in a stasis chamber in the basement?
Yikes.
Jason pitied the kid.
Though maybe not always.
He was getting ready for patrol, trying to get in the mood for cracking skulls when the kid slid into his vision from God knows where, wearing nothing but green boxers, a purple crop top and white tennis socks.
He threw himself on the couch in front of Jason, bopping his head and bouncing one of his feet to the music coming from the airpod in his right ear. Where the left one was, would remain a mystery.
“… spend the night together from now until forever…” he hummed.
Jason blinked and he was certain the disgust could be read easily on his face. “Is that – is that Vengaboys?” he asked incredulously.
Adrien looked over at him as if he hadn’t seen him before, which was honestly probably true. The kid had a habit of being unable to see what was right in front of him.
“Huh? Oh, yeah. It’s Vengaboys. They’re kinda fun. Retro, y’know.”
Jason’s eye twitched.
“Isn’t it great?” Dick added in excitement, coming up next to them. “They’re cool again!”
Jason’s eye twitched again. “I think I must have missed it when they were cool the first time around.”
Adrien disconnected the airpods and let the music flow from the crappy speakers of his phone.
Jason buried his head in his hands as the two kindred spirits started dancing.
Dick was teaching the kid moves that should never have seen the light of day or the dark of night.
But then the boy laughed as he fumbled it and Dick grabbed him in a tight hug and spun him around in a wide circle making him scream in a half-hearted protest.
Adrien was completely red in the face when Dick put him down, but he was grinning from ear to ear.
With a heavy sigh, Jason resigned himself to his fate of a full night of Europop as Dick convinced Babs to play it as a low-level soundtrack over the comms.
And if he sang along to Barbie Girl to make the boy laugh, that was his business.