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Physical touch had never been Jason's forté, ever since his mom wasn't present enough to provide it anymore. Of course, Bruce and Alfred did their best, but they weren't very touchy people either.
Dick Grayson, however, is a touchy person.
A bit surprising, considering Dick is never normal about literally anything- though maybe this is just another version of the extreme. Instead of being extremely touch adverse, or craving it and detesting it at the same time like any normal person, Dick is constantly physically affectionate.
Constantly.
It seems like as soon as Dick realized that Jason didn't receive a lot of it, his personal mission became to get Jason conditioned to need cuddles as much as Dick does.
The worst part is that it's fucking working.
It started small. Pats on the back after a job well done, too quick for Jason to brush off. A shoulder bump as a greeting. Then quick side hugs, instead. All of a sudden Jason barely even notices when Dick lays his arm across Jason's shoulders, the feeling familiar enough for it not to register.
And then Jason made the mistake of agreeing to a movie night.
The first one was normal! Dick stayed firmly on his side of the couch. And then Jason agreed to a second, and then a third, and then they became a regular occurrence.
So then Dick started sitting closer, and then they were shoulder-to-shoulder, and then he was grabbing onto Jason because 'the movie's too scary for me, Jase!' even though it definitely wasn't, and then he never. Let. Go.
So then they started cuddling during movie nights. Because Jason never shot him for his transgressions, since he's nice like that.
Sure, the kisses on his forehead and the top of his hair is a little off-putting, but maybe that's normal? His mom did it, and so did Bruce a few times. It's not like Jason has any other points of reference.
2.
Jason's pretty sure Dick has an ulterior motive, but the problem is that he has no idea what the fuck it is.
Ghibli movies are good! He understands! Even though Dick keeps choosing the ones geared towards little kids– can they watch Princess Mononoke? Apparently not– but Ponyo and My Neighbor Totoro are good movies, so he doesn't complain too much.
And then they watched The Lego Movie, and Jason may or may not have annoyed Dick by talking about the communist undertones throughout the film. Whoops.
Jason probably shouldn't have been surprised when he walked into Dick's apartment the next movie night to find a kid's cartoon pulled up on the TV. Probably his punishment for the last one.
"...What the fuck is that?"
"It's Bluey!" Dick exclaimed excitedly. "We're gonna watch it."
Jason stared at him incredulously. “Uh, no the fuck we’re not. That show’s for little kids.”
“No, you don’t get it!” Dick gestured towards the TV. “A lot of adults like it too! It’s really good!”
“No.”
“Please, just give it a chance, Jay?” Dick pleaded, literally clasping his hands together, looking like a moron. “Just three episodes, and if you don’t like it, then we’ll watch something else. They’re short.”
Jason sighed wearily and flopped down on the couch in defeat. Cheering in triumph, Dick pulled him into a hug and laid down before pressing play.
And– look. Jason doesn’t like cartoons. He doesn’t. He just– the show was easy to get lost in, that’s all! His attention span isn’t that great, he didn’t even notice when three episodes had passed, that’s why he didn’t tell Dick to change it. Because he didn’t like the show, he didn’t, he just- forgot.
And, well, when Dick turned it on the next movie night, he looked so happy, and he obviously liked the show a lot, and Jason does have a heart sometimes, so he didn’t ask to watch something else.
And he didn’t ask the next time, either. Or the one after that.
So then they started watching Bluey, and then when that was over, Dick turned on Wild Kratts. He said Damian had recommended it to him.
Which, there is no goddamn way Damian ever admitted to watching that. But whatever. It’s interesting– the animal facts are. Not the show.
3.
Dick started bringing his stuffed elephant to movie night. Which Jason has no problem with! He’s not that much of a jackass, some people have comfort items and that’s fine with him.
But then one day Dick thrusted a stuffed gargoyle into Jason’s face as soon as he entered Dick’s apartment.
“The fuck?”
“I got you a stuffie!” Dick exclaims brightly.
“Stuffed animal, Dick. Also, why? I don’t need nor want one.”
Dick rolled his eyes. “Zitka needs someone to cuddle with too, Jay.”
“I’m not–”
Dick shoves the toy into Jason’s arms. “Too late!”
So now Jason has a stuffed animal, because he felt bad throwing it away. Dick would be upset.
And Dick would be upset if he didn’t appreciate his gift, so Jason put it on his bed.
And, well… stuffed animals help with nightmares, don’t they? So it’s not weird if he hugged it when he went to bed. He helps him sleep!
And then Jason started taking Gary to movie nights, too, but only because Dick would be upset if he left him at home.
4.
“Oooh, goldfish,” Jason said, grabbing a handful and tossing them into his mouth. “Th’nks.”
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Jay, that’s gross,” Dick chided.
And then–
“Baby puffs?” Jason asked incredulously.
Dick pouted like a child, which, seriously? He’s like, seven years older than Jason– “They’re good! Also I got them on sale. Try some?”
Jason huffed. “Sure.”
He tried one, and they actually did taste good. Why do babies get all the good shit? They don’t even have the brainpower to appreciate it yet, losers.
And then–
“You got me a juice box?”
“They were 3 dollars for a pack of 20! Was I supposed to just pass them by?”
And then–
“Dickie.”
“Yes, Jase?”
“This is a sippy cup.”
“Oh, yeah. I haven’t done the dishes in like, three weeks. My bad.”
“But why do you get the normal cup?”
“Because I’m older. Also, your cup has Spider-Man on it! You like Spider-Man.”
5.
Jason blinked tiredly at the TV and shifted in his spot on top of Dick. His hand brushed against a damp spot on Gary’s ear– he recently started chewing on it absentmindedly, which is gross, and he’s trying to stop– and he cringed. He moved Gary down by Zitka, where his stuffie would be more comfortable, and brought his hand up to scratch his nose before resting it.
He didn’t know how long it’d been when he was brought out of his light doze, to Dick gently taking his thumb out of his mouth.
“Jay, that’s yucky. Here.”
Something was placed into Jason’s mouth, and he groggily took it out to look at it. It looked like a pacifier, but the nub was shaped weirdly. He held it up for Dick to see, making an inquisitive noise.
Dickie chuckled and gently guided it back into Jason’s mouth. “The paci will stop you from sucking your thumb, bud. Or chewing on Gary’s ear. We don’t want that, do we?”
Well, no, they don’t. Jason supposed that was fine. Besides, he trusts Dick. So he kept the paci in, and went back to sleep.
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“Jay, baby, you gotta wake up,” a soft voice called, as a hand rubbed gently across Jason’s back.
Jason blinked his eyes open to see Dick’s face hovering above him. He groaned in complaint, turning over and bringing Gary up to cover his eyes. He doesn’t want to get up! Can’t Dickie see that he’s comfy right here?
“Bubs, your back’s gonna be sore if you sleep on the couch.”
Jason shook his head stubbornly. He was not getting up. Dickie can’t make him.
Hands reach under Jason’s body before he’s lifted upright, and then settled onto Dick’s hip. Jason’s not exactly sure how Dickie’s able to do that, but when he asked, Dick said that Jason wasn’t as big as he thought he was.
"No," Jason whined. Didn’t he just make it clear that he didn’t wanna get up?
“I know, I know. You can go back to bed soon, I promise.”
It’s been a few months since they started doing… whatever this was. Dick treated Jason like a baby, and Jason just… didn’t stop him.
He certainly felt like one, whenever this happened. So…
Jason’s placed onto Dick’s bed, and he watched as Dick searched through Jason’s designated drawer.
Because Jason stayed over at Dick’s often enough to have his own drawer, now.
Dick pulled out Jason’s favorite onesie– Spider-Man themed, because he’s his favorite superhero– and started to change him into it. Jason would do it himself, but he’s kinda… useless, when he’s like this. So he just lets Dickie do it.
“There we go!” Dick cooed, pinching Jason’s cheek. “Look at you! So cute.”
Jason whined wordlessly. He was tired. He doesn’t wanna be awake right now! He wants to go to sleep!
Dick wiped Jason’s tears away before they could fall. “Hey, hey, you’re okay. We’re gonna go to bed right now. See?”
Dickie climbed onto the bed and maneuvered them until Jason was comfortably curled up in Dick’s arms, with Gary laying in between them. Jason’s eyes were already falling shut when his paci was pushed carefully into his mouth, and a loving kiss was placed on the top of his head.
“Goodnight, Little Wing,” Dickie whispered. “I love you.”
Jason would respond, but he had already fallen asleep.