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“Have fun at school, alright kid?”

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“Kid?” Peter jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up. He was met with his mentor, Tony Stark’s face, clearly worried for proper reasons but still.

“Are you okay, Parker?” Tony questioned, his brows furrowed closely as his grip became tighter on Peter’s shoulder. Due to this Peter placed his own hand on his mentors and smiled his best smile before nodding.

“Sorry Mr.Stark, it just feel really weird to be out of New York. I know it’s for the mission but still, I miss Queens…and seeing Ned and MJ.” Peter responded with, quietly mumbling the last part.

Tony’s gaze softened and he slowly retracted his hand letting it run through his hair instead as he laid against his seat sighing.

“I know kid. I’m sorry for the sudden change but..we need you here okay? You still belong in Queens, that will never change. It’s just for some time, you can visit us whenever you want and don’t worry we’ll be visiting too. I don’t think those quirky friends of yours could even bother being away from you for so long. So don’t stress alright?” His tone was soft but there was slight sternness to it.

Peter knew he was right, he was free to visit whenever, hell he could always FaceTime and stuff as well. Yet it just didn’t feel right, I mean going to a whole new school for the sake of a mission? A school outside of his hometown as well, one known for having so many crimes that he may as well just ask to be killed? This was hell, but he knew why.

“Yea, I’ll be fine. Thanks for the ride Mr.Stark. I’ll see you once school’s done.” His voice quiet as he unbuckled himself, opening the door and staring a little too hard at his new school.

Tony’s eyes watched him carefully, observing how Peter’s eyes squinted in distress, how his hands squeezed a little too hard against his bag straps.

“Relax a little kid. Keep it on a down low and stay out of trouble. Focus on the mission because as soon as it’s over the sooner you can transfer school’s again.” Tony’s gaze seemed stern, like it was more over a warning then anything.

Peter couldn’t help but smile though, his words brought some type of comfort only he would be able to give while sounding so strict.

“Yea though with my Parker luck I really can’t promise anything Mr.Stark. If there’s trouble though blame it on how many crimes are happening ! It can’t always be my fault.” He joked with a smile.

Tony’s shoulders seemed to relax as the boy went back to his normal self. Throwing jokes to lighten the mood, giving that smile that screamed he’d be okay even if it was usually the opposite.

“Sure, whatever you say kid. Text or call me if you need anything, if I don’t respond well you know who else to call. Don’t forget right after school we’ll be visiting your new apartment. Now get going, if you’re late on the first day I’m sure your Aunt will have my head.” He said sarcastically, it earned a small laugh from the boy which was all the reassurance he needs.

“Don’t worry if anything goes wrong I’m sure to blame it on you when I explain it to Aunt May ! Thanks again Mr.Stark !!” Peter felt better as he watched Tony drive away.

Peter

It felt awkward to say the least, being in a whole new school was something but hey that just means more people to charm. That’s what Aunt May said at least, that’s what everyone says actually. That I had this weird charm, which might be why the Avengers supposedly like me so much? Eh not super sure about it but it’s a compliment so I’ll take it !!

I walked in the large building, scanning the place as a type of distraction since I could practically feel everyone else’s gaze. There should’ve been no reason, I bought a new uniform, new shoes, made sure to shower, brushed my teeth, combed my hair. Why were people staring? Well I’ll won’t know until someone points that out but we’ll see.

I eventually found the principals office, it wasn’t too far in the building, the maps lended some aid. I was ready to knock on the door before it abruptly opened, inside was a guy who looked way younger, he was short, more tan, yea definitely not meant to be in this school wth... He didn’t say anything and simply walked past me, yet I could feel him stare. Great another person who seems to be judging me..what is with these people?

“You must be Mr.Parker. Please step inside and please ignore Mr. Wayne.” A lady spoke her voice polite but I could hear the judgement bound to come.

A Wayne? Well isn’t there only one who would be that young.. What would Damien Wayne be doing here..weird.

“Yep, Peter Parker Ma’am ! I’m just here for my schedule.” He said quickly as he stepped inside ignoring her gaze.

“Of course because what else would you require.” She shot back, her eyes lowering.

I followed her gaze and looked at my bag straps, ah. They were squished, a result in my panic earlier from being placed somewhere new. No wonder everyone’s staring, I look like I picked it up off the street or had gotten mugged.

I huffed and ignored my bag straps as I waited for her to find my schedule. It didn’t take long as it seemed she’s been waiting for me, which is odd considering the school days barely started but who really cares.

“Here. Locker code and number are at the top. Next time I would consider coming here on the proper day with your guardian to pick up your timetable instead of getting it last minute Parker. And maybe a new bag as well..” She mumbled the last part which usually would’ve gone unheard had it been anyone but me in which my response was to just smile.

“Apologies. Mr.Stark is a really busy guy, plus living somewhere completely different is hard. I promise we’ll find a better way next time, thank you. Also yea I’ll take the idea of buying a new bag don’t worry.” I replied quickly as I grabbed my timetable off her desk, watching her eyes go slightly wide was fun to witness.

Clearly she wasn’t expecting me to hear her words and well I didn’t really care. People nowadays should be more weary, but oh well it’s not my business. I walked out and closed the door behind me, as I read my timetable I realized how many advanced classes I’d be taking. Unusual in it’s own way but not necessarily bad for me, though I suppose it’ll be slightly harder to make friends.

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Oh. Right I’m not here to make friends. I’m here undercover to discover more about Bruce Wayne. Right. Friends aren’t a priority..but it’d be nice to have one.

No one

Peter couldn’t help but let out a small smile plaster on his face, friends. Mj and Ned, probably enjoying themselves in the school together while Peter was out here, out somewhere more further. Sure he’d see them whenever and on the weekends but still, he could’ve been sitting in class with them, fooling around and poking fun at each other like they always did. Maybe he was having a little bit of fomo but honestly could one blame him? It’s hard knowing you’re two closest and only friends are hanging out and probably having fun without him.

Peter snaps out of his thoughts when the bell rang, he quickly slapped his hands over his ears clearly taken off guard from the loud ringing sound. It hurt his ears badly, the ringing just wouldn’t stop even when the bell did, the ringing kept going. Peter knew he looked pathetic right now but it was overwhelming, this was much louder then it should’ve been, it also just felt..different. It wasn’t the bell he was used to, not the one that would catch him at the worse time, not the one that rushed him and Ned to their next class, not the one that reminded him and MJ that they were in school.

Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder, he grabbed it and squeezed it before remembering where he was and immediately lessening his grip. Shit.

“I’m so sorry..!! You scared me-“ He quickly spoke as he turned around to face whoever he just squished the shit our of.

“Hey relax, it’s fine. You definitely seemed overwhelmed so I get you, but are you fine?” The guy spoke, his black hair came into play as his blue eyes locked with mine.

“Ah right..yea don’t worry about it. I…uh.. It’s nothing but thanks for snapping me out of it. The name’s Peter.” He said with a smile as he held a hand out for the other to hopefully grab.

The dude raised a brow and looked at Peter slightly questioning his motives before speaking and grabbing his hand.

“Tim. Tim Drake. Don’t worry bout it by the way, good to know you didn’t fully have a panic attack.” He gave a half assed smile, maybe trying to seem nice? Peter didn’t really care all that much.

“Right hah..would’ve been one hell of a first day if I did wouldn’t it. “ He let go first as he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, Tim Drake.. Now where did he hear that from..?

“Sure would’ve. Do ya need help finding your first class? Rather not just leave ya here alone after that whole thing.” Tim offered though it didn’t really seem like one.

Peter couldn’t help but smile a little as his eyes grew slightly bigger.

“Really? That’d be a huge help ! You wouldn’t be late though would you? I’ll manage if so !” He says sheepishly, this earns a small hum from the other.

“Wouldn’t be the first time I’m late don’t sweat it. What’s your first class Peter?” He raised a hand and left it out, most likely waiting for Parker to hand him his schedule which he happily did.

Peter ignored the way Tim stood there slightly shocked over the fact he actually handed him his schedule. Was that not what he wanted..? Tim scanned his timetable and a small smile let loose on his face before letting out a fake one again.

“Impressive Peter, most are advanced. You must be one smart guy, but good news for us both I suppose, we share the same first two classes.” He gave Peter back his schedule as he continued to speak before walking off most likely expecting him to follow behind.

Tim

I was simply trying to get to my class after dealing with that damn Demon child who decided to follow me here like some type of stalker which hey is my thing. Though I’ll never admit it.

While on my way the bell rang which of course it did because when am I apparently not late, fuck my life. As I walked since running would be useless since i’d be late regardless, I saw a guy standing there. He was shaking violently as his hands covered his ears, he looked like he was ready to cry.

I probably would’ve normally walked away because why he was shaking for no reason wasn’t my problem I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I was ready to walk past him since that’s maybe what everyone else did, no heart out here, kindness doesn’t exist outside of family and friends. Yet I found myself getting closer by the second before suddenly my hand touched his shoulder. He ultimately came to a stop and suddenly his hand was on my wrist.

I was ready to move it away on instinct but he grabbed it, harshly. Suddenly his grip loosened before I could even try to pry myself away and he turned to face me. Brown doe eyes met mine, he looked my age yet he was shorter which I never realized until I had to look down. His breathing still seemed a little uneven but he was getting there.

“I’m so sorry..!! You scared me-“ He said rather quickly, his eyes panicking just a little.

He definitely wasn’t from Gotham, no way. Not with that accent, not with the way he coward. People from Gotham had to be ready for everything, it was just too out of character. Who is he?

“Hey relax, it’s fine. You definitely seemed overwhelmed so I get you, but are you fine?” I tried to speak softly though I most likely failed, I never let my eyes leave his as I questioned him.

“Ah right..yea don’t worry about it. I…uh.. It’s nothing but thanks for snapping me out of it. The name’s Peter.” I watched as he stumbled over his words, covering up his reasoning and throwing in something else instead.

Wait his name? Who just randomly tells a stranger their name? Okay definitely not from here..and a handshake? Who’s kid is this and why’s he so overly friendly. Wait scratch all of that, does he not know who I am?

I hesitantly grabbed his hand and shook it just a little. This whole interaction was too friendly, no way was this guy from Gotham.

“Tim. Tim Drake. Don’t worry bout it by the way, good to know you didn’t fully have a panic attack.” I trued to smile but it failed quickly, though I’m not sure if the other noticed as he continued to smile at me anyways.

“Right hah..would’ve been one hell of a first day if I did wouldn’t it. “ First day huh..so new to the school as well, noted.

He watched as Peter let go of his hand and suddenly realized how they were still holding hands. Fuck he forgot to let go, what the embarrassment..

“Sure would’ve. Do ya need help finding your first class? Rather not just leave ya here alone after that whole thing.” I quickly offered or more like forcibly asked as I kept the smile.

I needed to know more about him one way or another, why would someone not from Gotham be here. Though something in me still would’ve felt slightly bad had I just left this poor dude alone so either way I’d prefer him to make it safe to class.

Wait. Why am I worrying about others right now? What the fuck. Did I inhale some drug? Shit. What’s wrong with me?

“Really? That’d be a huge help ! You wouldn’t be late though would you? I’ll manage if so !” I watched as his eyes lit up from my offer, unknowingly I hummed out of happiness as he accepted my offer. What a weird kid..

“Wouldn’t be the first time I’m late don’t sweat it. What’s your first class Peter?” I half jokingly put a hand out for his schedule though if any kid knew better would’ve just read off of it themselves.

Everyone knows their locker codes were on there and telling just anyone their whole timetable could be dangerous so who would do th-.

I felt something in my hand and realized he had actually handed me his schedule. The whole thing, in my hand. Okay who’s kid was this? Where’s the social awareness…

I scanned his classes ignoring his code though I may or may have not stolen a small glance. Huh, this kid was actually pretty smart. There were plenty of AP classes for science and just my luck actually. We shared our first two classes, perfect. I couldn’t help but let out a real smile before quickly catching myself and looked back at Peter.

“Impressive Peter, most are advanced. You must be one smart guy, but good news for us both I suppose, we share the same first two classes.” I handed him his schedule back and watched as he took it not even questioning me over his code.

I’ll have to teach him a thing or two about stranger danger at this point..Wait no. I am not making friends with some random kid like that. Ugh. I turn quickly to walk to class and just like that Peter had started to follow, he matched my pace and walked by my side. What an interesting kid..

No one

As the two quietly walked to class, side by side they both couldn't help but notice the 'secretive' glances they gave each other. It sort of felt like a game, to see who would be caught first and what the other would do yet it came to an end as they reached the classroom. Tim didn't bother knocking on the door and straight up barged in, he watched the teacher give him an unimpressed look before looking to the side where Peter was. Parker being himself give a small embarrassed smile and gave a small wave in which the teachers response was a simple huff. 

"Mr. Drake how funny to see you bring our new student in late. It'd be a shame if he picked up your bad habits." Their teacher said half joking though you could tell she wasn't happy. 

"Just this once Ms.Anderson, I promise me and Peter will be arriving on time." Tim said offering the worst forced smile anyone has seen, as he randomly grabbed Peter's arm and dragging him to the only 2 seats open.

Peter didn't say anything and continued to offer a small smile as a peace offering while Tim pulled him aside, it felt weird being dragged, it was typically something only MJ and Ned would do. So having a new pair of hands wrapped around his arm was odd to say the least, but Peter didn't hate it, he felt like he had some sort of friend..it was nice.

As the two made their way to a middle sortive row Tim's grip stayed firm against Peter's which didn't go unnoticed by the brunette as he smiled and leaned against Tim while raising his arm up, followed by Tim's hand wrapped around it holding on like letting go would end in something cruel.

"If you wanted to hold my hand you could've just said so you know !" He said smirking just ever so slightly.

In response Tim quickly let go and swatted Peter's arm away, turning slightly red in the process. He looked stunned and confused, suppose his own actions managed to surprise the guy. 

"Shut up. Not my fault you look like you'll collapse without someone by your side." He whispered quickly as he pushed Peter away.

"It was a one time thing okay ?! How was I supposed to know the school bell was that loud.." Peter fought back with a scoff as he turned away, pretending to be hurt.

"Right well get used to it, it's Gotham. If the alarms aren't allowed we all may as well be dead." Tim raised a brow at the others action though he was indeed smiling.

"Well I'll have you know that I'm fr-"

"Parker, Drake. Please stop flirting in my class. I apologize your date or whatever this morning was cut short, but please keep it outside of my class." Ms.Anderson said interrupting Peter. 

The two boys looked up at her heavily embarrassed as Peter grew red from head to toe while Tim's ear were probably as red as his suit. They quickly started to pull out their notebooks and things finally paying attention and taking notes. 

Tim

The amount of shame I felt at that very moment was too high for me to handle. In no shape or form was I flirting with Peter..! And..and he started it. If he didn't say anything about me holding onto his arm we could've ignored it all. 

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Wait. NO. That just sounds even gayer then it should and no i’m not homophobic, my oldest brother is quite literally bisexual, my sister is dating a girl, hell even Bruce might be a little queer himself, but ME? Nope. Straightest man here, straight as a ruler and no not the bendy ones. Peter had just caught me off guard and it wasn't anything serious yep uhu-

"Tim? Heyy..? Class is over and we really shouldn't be late to our next one. I'm not one for bad first impressions." Peter spoke softly as his hand touched my shoulder giving it a gentle squeeze.

I looked up at him and met his eyes, they looked concerned..which was odd considering we’ve just met and no one from Gotham would care that much, but then again he wasn't from here. I couldn’t hold back the smile and placed my hand over Peter's squeezing it back with a small smile.

"Perfectly fine Peter, sorry didn't mean to worry ya like that." I spoke quietly not breaking away from Peter's gaze.

"Well I wouldn't want my tour guide to die on me would I?" He shot back with a light tease while offering a smile.

No one

He huffed and leaned against the table, taking his hand off Peter's and crossing his arms over his body.

"Well maybe this tour guide will leave you to wonder around by yourself." He challenged with a smirk

Before Peter could retort Ms.Anderson slammed her hand on the table startling Tim just a little but not so much, while Peter just glanced over at her and gave his typical small smile.

"Stop flirting and get out of my class you two. Seriously flirt somewhere else." She stated with a grumble at the end before turning back to her desk.

Peter gave a small chuckle as he held a hand out for Tim which gave a small questioning look before grabbing onto it, leading to Parker pulling him up and dragging him out of the class. Tim could barely grab his bag in time as he got pulled away not bothering to say goodbye or anything to their teacher. Who was indeed giving them a certain questionable look but hey they didn't need to know that.

"Peter you have zero clue on where we're supposed to be heading don't you." Tim said raising a brow as though it honestly wasn't even a question.

Peter slowed down and started to walk while turning around to look at him. He looked all smug like he just won the lottery or something, he held a tight grip on Tim's but not as tight as when they first met. It felt weird in Tim's opinion yet a good weird as he didn't attempt to pull his hand away or anything.

"And who wanted to hold hands exactly?" Tim joked as he took the lead instead, showing Peter their next class.

"Hmm, still you. You're the one who's holding on really tight !" Peter said with a laugh.

"Yea because if I don't you'll probably get lost and that's the last thing we both need." Tim shot back as they reached their next class, barely on time might I add.

Peter only gave a small light laugh before dragging Tim in as the former just stood still contemplating whether or not he should've actually entered. As the two walked in they both could feel the stares and both had a clue on where they were directed towards, yet neither one let go which was a surprise to the other. They shared a look and both let out a small smile as they found a desk in the back. 

This time they weren't called out by the teacher or anything, though they did share some small quips here and there. It wasn't turning into some type of long conversation though the two were hoping it would just ever so slightly. 

After class finished they were graced with a 15 minute break which they happily accepted. The two walked out of class surprisingly not holding hands and were chatting the whole break through or up until a loud voice echoed through the halls. Peter turned to the side and saw two figures walking up to him and Tim. A tall blond who had that lean athletic build, sure she seemed less muscular but Peter could tell she was stronger then a good amount of people, she seemed charismatic and indeed friendly. Beside the girl was another giant, tan and more muscular, he seemed friendly as well, though Peter could tell something was off about him, not in a bad way of course.

"Timothy ! Oh is this that guy who's your supposed boyfriend? Everyone's talking about you two holding hands and flirting !! Oh wait..Hi cutie, name's Stephanie but you can certainly call me Steph !" She said enthusiastically before grabbing Peter's hand and holding it with a little bit of force.

"Ah..Peter. Nice to meet you Steph and..?" He trailed off as he looked over at the other guy who seemed surprised he asked.

"Name's Duke man. Happy to see Tim make a new friend." He said offering a smile before holding his hand out, offering a proper handshake.

Peter smiled and used his free hand to shake Duke's before suddenly he felt another pair of hands tear Steph's off of his own.

"Steph ask for a little consent first alright? Sorry Peter she doesn't know a single thing about social cues." Tim said cutting in, as he held Peter's in his own instead.

With that Duke had retracted his hand and gave a small huff.

"Overprotective much? Relax Tim you know Steph's got her own girl." He said teasing the both of them which did indeed work.

Steph couldn't help but turn into a puddle at the mention, her whole face red, blushing from embarrassment. Tim on the other hand looked away though the tip of his ears gave him away as it was bright red. Peter laughed at the twos reaction and Duke smirked feeling proud.

Before Peter could bother to tease or question further the bell suddenly rung again and before he could even move his hands, a different pair landed on his ears first. Peter glanced over at Tim who gave a reassuring smile as he pressed slightly hard in an attempt to block at more noise. Peter put his hands over Tim and gave a small smile before both let go as the bell came to a stop, though this action didn't go unnoticed by the other two. Steph had her phone out clearly having taken a photo and Duke let out a whistle.

"Both of you, mouth closed. Also Duke, you and Peter have class together." Tim said giving a glare before going back to his resting face.

Steph rolled her eyes as she put her phone back into her pocket and looked at Duke.

"Oh really? Sweet Peter I can steal you from Tim then. Sick." Was all he said before grabbing onto the confused man.

Tim was ready to let out a protest to the other suddenly dragging Peter, but Steph stepped in the way and quickly showed him the photo he took. Tim scoffed at the blackmail but backed down and just ditched her for his next class which he was so skipping. Steph watched him leave and giggled to herself, she was so using this against him later on. 

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"So Peter, what brings you to Gotham?" Duke asks as they walk to class seeming to get straight into business.

"My...uncle simply thought it was better for me especially since I'm temporarily moving here." Peter sounded unsure and it didn't go unheard by Duke.

"Uncle right. What's with the move though? Especially to Gotham man, it's not exactly welcoming-.." 

"I'm not sure why, but if my uncle chooses so then it'll be fine." 

"You must really trust your uncle."

"Of course I do, I look up to him." For once he sounded genuine, not mixing truth and lies together.

Duke gave him a side glance and snickered, catching Peter off guard.

"You're weird man, but hey me too." Was all he said before entering their class, leading Peter to follow.

The two barely made it to class on time and Peter's sure he'd be hearing all about it from Aunt May once she calls and least to say, Peter was not excited. He sat down next to Duke who found some spots for them both and quietly listened in on the lecture. Duke would whisper things here and there to Peter and he'd do it back. Every once in awhile you could hear the two laugh about something yet they caught themselves and held it in, this however did not go unnoticed by their classmates. 

Once class ended, everyone immediately stood up and left the class probably overjoyed from the fact it was finally lunch. 

"So Peter..Wanna have lunch with us? You know me, Steph and your little lover boy." He said with a grin.

Peter felt his cheeks get a little warm and huffed in response before smiling back.

"Sure I'd like that. Also no lover boy for me, I hardly know him." He shot back as he slung his bag over his shoulder.

Duke rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"Hey man, love at first sight exists you know. But sure whatever floats your boat." He said patting the other on the back.

This earned a gentle elbowing to his side which he followed along pretending it hurt. Peter laughed at this and Duke ended up joining along before the two finally composed themselves and headed out.

As they made their way to the cafeteria Peter couldn't help but stare. This place had to be the biggest room he's seen so far, there were probably hundreds of those long blue cafeteria benches, proper lines being formed as food was being served alongside the far back, there were shelves filled with snacks and freezers you'd usually see in convenience stores lined up with what seemed like drinks and ice cream.  Duke suddenly put his arm on Peter's shoulder and leaned against him with a wide grin plastered on his face.

"Fancy am I right? Trust me it was worse before. Don't worry though I was just as shocked but you'll get used to it." He said as Peter finally regained his thoughts.

"I don't even wanna know what you mean by before. Geez man, who knew a cafeteria could actually have so much food." He joked which got a small chuckle from Duke.

"What I'm saying ! Usually the caf food would just barely be enough, but not here I guess." He joked back as he finally got off Parker's shoulder.

"Now let's go before Tim thinks I left you to wonder."

"Hey I may be new but I basically know my way around." Peter grumbled.

"Right.. Let's see you find your next class afterwards then." Duke challenged.

Peter was about to say something before a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

"We've been waiting for you both. Let's not get so friendly without me!" Steph said as she barged herself between the two boys.

"Well maybe you should have a class with Peter. Not my fault I'm luckier." Duke teased.

"Hey ! I'm sure I have a class with Peter, right man? What's your next class." She snapped her head towards the poor man as she stared at him looking slightly desperate.

"I have English." He stated and Steph jumped.

"HAH I CALLED IT" She yelled, catching everyones attention.

"Yea yea sure Steph. We both know you were not expecting that." Duke shot back looking disappointed.

"Damn it Peter you couldn't have had any other class." He whispered.

Peter gave a small laugh and shook his head.

"Guess not man." Was all he said.

"Sucks to suck Duke. Now let's get going before Tim blows our heads off !" 

Duke stuck his tongue out to spite her even if she did it back. The two then took the lead and started walking towards their table while Peter followed behind.

As they reached the table they could see Tim sitting there with his head leaned against his hand using it as a pillar while his free hand was texting someone. He looked like h was in his own world up until Steph slammed her hands against the table which almost made the guy fall over.

"Steph serious-... Peter hey." He said quickly regaining his composure.

Steph put a hand over her mouth to contain her laughter though it was pretty evident. Duke just rolled his eyes and grumbled something about being a loner before taking a seat. Peter followed Duke sitting beside him and across from Tim.

"Hey Tim. You seemed pretty invested in your phone, anything interesting happening." He teased as he leaned forward smiling.

Tim gave a quick glance at his phone and then at Peter before smirking. Oh shit, what was on that phone.

"Yea actually something really interesting." He said as he held his phone out for the trio to see.

Peter's jaw dropped.

"NO FREAKING WAY." Steph yelled as she yanked Tim's phone out of his hand.

"In every way possible." Tim replied still smiling.

Sure Tim felt a little uneasy with the fact someone managed to take a photo of him without him knowing or even being aware, but honestly this one isn't actually harmful as of now so he'll just be wary of his actions. Peter on the other hand was red, he was sitting there silently as on the inside he was using every single gear in his head to think of who took this photo. He knows they meant no harm if his spidey senses didn't go off, but still he would've been aware. Suddenly an arm found it's way around Peter's neck causing him to look to the side where Duke was.

"Guess who just voted man." He said with a grin, as in his other hand was the post with the voting saying yes.

Peter flushed even brighter as he stared at his screen, this is ridiculous. Duke couldn't help but laugh at his reaction as he leaned against Peter for support.

"I knew people were whispering about us, but geez first day back and there's already dating rumors." Tim teased even though it was about them both.

"Yea well at least everyone knows I have taste." Peter replies with a small grin.

"Well of course, it's me, Tim Drake." Was all he said back before stealing his phone from Steph who was indeed still gawking at the screen.

"C'mon you three, it's lunch so we should grab some food...and show Peter how awesome our school is."

That got Steph to snap out of it as she stood up and pulled Peter along leaving Duke to fall to his side. Steph stuck her tongue out as she dragged Peter alongside her and Tim causing Duke to just grumble before getting up and following the others.

They were not wrong when they said their school was awesome because the amount of food Peter had on his tray was insane. There were no limits and though Peter only meant to grab a little, Steph can't throwing thing on his platter saying how he just had to try it. He couldn't refuse and just allowed it to happen even if he was getting multiple stares, in his defense Steph piled it, not him. By the end Peter was sure he couldn't actually eat it infront of everyone because as much as he wanted to, he was meant to keep it downlow and eating mountains of food was not it. Also he remembers Mr.Stark telling him something about Batman hating metas and he was sure the population would probably follow alongside his belief, plus he's always been on a downlow even at his old school so why show it now.

"Peter if you can't finish it..no since you can't finish it just put it in a container and take it home or something. Unless you wanna throw it out." Tim spoke as they placed there trays down on their table.

Peter shook his head in dismay not wanting to throw away such good food.

"Nah, i'll probably just use the containers. But hey if a food fight starts we have the lead !" He joked earning a smile from the three.

"I think you mean you man. If you aim for Steph just make sure her hair's clean or she'll have it out for you" Duke quipped back earning a fierce kick from Steph under the table.

"Peter's cute so he's an exception unlike you !"

"Hey I have charms too!"

"Yea maybe for a trashcan."

Duke rolled his eyes as he took a bite of his food clearly not knowing how to respond. Peter just smiled as he started eating though he was actually really unsure on where to start, there were multiple food practically mixed together making it look like some weird concoction. As he stared for a little a spoon appeared pointing at a certain food.

"Try this first. It's the absolute best and it's not exactly mixed with everything." He heard Tim say.

Peter looked up and hit his spoon against Tim in a playful manner,

"I'll trust your word on it then."

He took a good spoonful and his eyes lit up as the taste melted in his mouth. Tim saw and laughed just a bit before composing himself again, he had that 'I told you so' look on his face making Peter huff.

Steph kept eyeing the two looking a little suspicious before looking at Duke who simply shrugged, playing it off. 

Steph

It's not like I didn't trust him, no whoever this Peter guy was he seemed like a real nice guy, but Tim. The way Tim was acting was so off, he wasn't usually this friendly and especially not with people he just met. Usually he'd be more cold in his own way, wouldn't bother interacting with others and yet he was being so buddy buddy..

I just can't wrap my head around it, being a detective was something more for the Wayne family which as a family friend I could not be bothered to get into. Seeing Tim act so protective of Peter when we first met completely threw me off, yes I may have accidently been too straight forward and just grabbed the poor guys hand, but usually he'd just give me a disappointed look. Instead he placed his hand over our and pried mine off, he literally took my own hand off his?? Even at the start of lunch, he composed himself so quickly when he saw Peter. LIKE HELLO?? He's known this cutie for less then 8 hours and yet he's acting all..weird. Omg if it's love at first sight I will lose my absolute ball sacks.

"Steph? You good?" huh

I looked over and saw Peter who was gently nudging my leg under the table, I noticed how Duke and Tim were gone, so were theirs and Peters tray.

"You okay? Completely zoned out the whole lunch and have been absently eating your food...which was kinda cool.." He said softly with a smile.

You know what. If it's love at first sight I can't blame Tim. This guy's an absolute cutie WAHHHHHHHHHHH.

"I'm fine don't worry ! Just ready for school to end so I can lay in bed and daydream." I say half joking.

Peter gave a small laugh as he nodded in agreement.

"Yea I'm ready to go home and sleep."

"Exactly but nooo, there just has to be two more periods." I say sluggishly as I faceplant into the cafeteria bench.

Peter put his hand on my shoulder and playfully patted it.

"Well we have the next one together so we may as well make the best of it, c'mon." He said quickly as he stood up.

I groaned in disbelief that I wasted my whole lunch thinking up random theories, but got up and picked my tray up, walking side by side with Peter.

After I managed to put my tray away, we started heading to class, me taking the lead because of course the new kid has zero clue of where anything was.

As we reached the class, I made sure to sit at the very back saving a seat for Peter who was having a friendly chat with the teacher...of course he was.

Peter was actually really nice to talk to, he was fun to tease having always turn red, he shot back my jokes with more jokes that were actually funny and omg was this guy chronically online because how did he get every single one of my references. 

By the time class ended, everyone was already up and out, most likely just wanting to get the day over with. Peter waited for me to clean my things up because yea I was a little unorganized but can you really blame a poor girl like me. After I packed up, me being the nicest awesomest person I am, showed Peter where his next class was and how to get there. In the end I drew a small map for him and he thanked me before rushing off.

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Wait. OMG I DIDN'T GET HIS NUMBER ?! 

I quickly ran after him and luckily he noticed, he seemed a little panicked over why I was chasing him and I rushed to get my phone, opening up my contacts and showing him my phone. He let out a small giggle and took my phone, putting his number in before dashing off again.

I stood still for a little longer, catching my breath before pumping my arm in the air. I freaking snagged his number hell yea !

Peter

Last class was ultimately the most boring class I have as I now had no one to joke around with, but it wasn't too bad I suppose. As the bell rang, this time my hands covering my ears, I watched as everyone left quickly and sighed following the crowd. I usually would be energetic, but here I was not with Ned, excitedly leaving class to go work on our lego set, to go run to meet up MJ and maybe go out for a hangout. I sighed as I stood outside leaning against a tree on the left side of the school, away from the crowd as Mr.Stark simply didn't want to attract people as he'd say.

I watched him pull up and somehow just the thought brought a smile to my face, it wasn't who I needed right now, but it was close enough to home then I'll ever get right now. 

I opened the car door, sitting down and making sure my seatbelt was on before closing the door and driving away. Mr.Stark looked a little more serious, having not said anything I stayed quiet too even though I was itching to ask questions and talk about my day. It went like that for maybe another 5 minutes before he finally broke the silence.

"How was it kid? Hopefully not too overwhelming or anything."

"It went fine, nothing unusual but I did make three new friends !" I replied sounding maybe a little too happy.

I watched as a smile crept onto his face and relaxed a little.

"Friends huh? Guess you're fitting in just fine then, as long as you don't forget about the mission." 

I just nodded in response and he raised a brow at that.

"Not up for a chat right now?"

"No...no. I am, it's just..uhh" I paused completely unsure on how to word it.

Mr.Stark stayed silent, waiting for me and I groaned.

"I just feel homesick and confused on this whole mission. Like I had fun at school today, my friends are really cool and make class enjoyable but still I can't help think about Ned and MJ and what they're doing. What kind of fun or weird crazy things they're probably doing right now. Stuff like that and how I could've been with them. At the same time I wish they were here at this school with me, I mean they would've absolutely adored the cafeteria here because it's humongous and there's so much food with no limits by the way ! I even have leftovers because this new friend I made piled food on my tray for me to try but keeping it on the downlow and stuff I couldn't actually eat it all and stuff. But the main point is they would've loved the place minus the fact MJ would've hated and I mean hated how there were so many rich kids and.. and..you know..I miss them.." I rambled before catching myself and stopping.

Mr.Stark just looked at me through his mirror, nodding along before sighing and giving a small smile.

"You done now kid? Make sure to breath."

I nodded, taking a deep breath in before exhaling, god that felt much better.

"Listen kid. I get the homesick feeling, I'm sorry we're putting you through this but remember as soon as it's done you're right back home okay? Well visit you weekly and call and text daily so don't worry. We're not abandoning you here and trust me those other two gremlins aren't taking this super easy as well." He explained, his voice was quiet and he spoke softly.

I gave him a smile in response and leaned my head back against my seat, yea he was right. I'll be okay, it's only for a little and we're all alive just slight distance. It's okay, I'm okay.

No one

It was silent in the car with only the slight breeze from outside the window and the radio making any noise. Peter had fallen asleep and Tony was focused on driving. He was worried about the kid, about what would and could happen, he wasn't all for this mission from the beginning but he knows the importance of it. Finding out Bruce Wayne's connection to Batman was important and having a spy inside Gotham was the best place, especially with two of his somewhat kids attending the school Peter was. Although he's unsure if Peter could even get close to them, no matter how bright this kid was maybe some could resist his weird charm.

As they pulled up to the apartment, Tony couldn't help but pinch the bridge of his nose and sigh, this was gonna be one hell of a trip for the kid.

After waking Peter up, him and Tony got out of the car and went into the apartment. It was on the borderline between Crime Alley and the rest of the city, putting the kid straight into Crime Alley was straight right dangerous but having him maybe meet Red Hood would be worth it...hopefully. The apartment wasn't bad itself, it was a good size for one person, the kitchen being put in the right corner having only take up a good chunk of space, not including the counter connected to the other side of the sink wall and stuff, there were four chairs aligned meaning that's where Peter would be eating. The living room took up the rest of the space leaving open room for who knows what as the couch was a foldable bed, extra chairs sitting around it including two bean bags. There was a small bookshelf in the corner opposite of the kitchen, the TV was okay sized and the rug looked comfortable. There were two door opposite of each other, one leading to the bathroom which was spacious enough, fitting a bathtub, sink, toilet, and laundry machines. The other was Peter's room, there was a big enough bed for maybe two people, a desk with a laptop already displayed on it, a closet and some drawers, another bookshelf. It was decent at least in Peter's perspective, Tony on the other hand wasn't a huge fan but it'd do.

"If you pull this, there's a button underneath and boom hidden storage if you ever need it kid. Whichever one of us Avengers drop by for a visit will also have your weekly allowance, call or text if you need groceries which means do not at any point go grocery shopping for yourself. It's dangerous out there and it'd be much faster for us ourselves to deal with it. Don't go answering doors to strangers, do not go out late, no patrolling unless you're coming to Queens, we know how Batman isn't exactly welcoming to metas..or superheroes from other places like Spider-Man." Tony said sternly as he stared at the younger boy who only nodded.

He sighed and just ruffled the others hair before stepping out the door. He looked back feeling slightly concerned but closed the door behind him anyways.

Peter sighed as he dropped onto his couch completely exhausted. This was all so new to him and though he was slightly looking forward to it he was also missing home. That feeling will probably never go away but it's fine, just finish the mission and go back. Super simple..hopefully. 

His eyes slowly closed betraying his mind, wanting to stay awake. As he drifted off to sleep he suddenly heard a noise.

*Ding!*

Chapter Text

After school ended, Tim met up with the other 2 who were waiting for him by the back stairs. As soon as they noticed him Steph's grin grew even wider and he was already having a bad feeling. 

"Duke should I just make a run for it now..?" Tim said as he kept looking between the two.

"Nah too late now man." The other responded, waving his hand around as a sign to give up.

Suddenly Steph put both hands on Tim's shoulders and pulled him close.

"Did you get his number?" 

"What..?"

"Did you get Peter's number." 

Oh shit. 

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"HAH !" She said finally letting the man go as she went to pull her phone out.

Tim totally forgot to ask, he was so busy actually talking to the guy that it never actually crossed his mind. Now that she mentioned it though he totally forgot, does that mean he'll have to wait? What if Peter thinks he doesn't actually like him, no wait Peter didn't ask either. IS THAT WORSE? 

Before he could continue to drown in his thoughts, Steph's phone shun brightly in his face. He grabbed it out of her hands and looked to see what she was trying to show him before looking at the top. It was Peter's name with the word cutie in brackets. This girl.

"When the hell did you manage to snag his number? Actually why'd he give it to you what the fuck ?!" Tim yelled as he stared at the screen in disbelief.

Steph stood there looking proud as her hands were on her hip. Duke was pretty unimpressed but trust me he was just as unhappy as Tim was.

"I actually asked him for it unlike you two and he happily put it in. Losers !" Steph said as she snatched her phone out of Tim's hand. 

"Also you should really check the groupchat it's like blowing up !" She quickly said leaving Tim to worry even more.

Duke seemed to also be unaware of the groupchat problem and went to go check on it as well leaving only Tim to pull out his phone.

BATCHAT

Circus Clown : Does anyone wanna explain why this post is currently trending ? [Instagram attachment]

Scissor Me Timbers : It was worse in person trust me !

Circus Clown : DOES THAT MEAN IT'S TRUE ?? IS TIM DATING HIM?

"It's a Katana" : Who would willingly date Drake.

The Girl in the Chair : There are people out there capable of loving Tim, Damien.
~ "It's a Katana" reacted with a Thumbs Down

Scissor Me Timbers : NO BUT THE GUY'S A COMPLETE SWEET HEART !! YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN TIM WHEN I HELD THE DUDES HAND

The Girl in the Chair : What's this guys name ? All I'm seeing online is "The New Guy" and all I'm getting from you is "The guy".

Circus Clown : I don't think he's even from Gotham, he looks too..uh bright ?

The Girl in the Chair : He definitely doesn't have that Gotham touch to him alr

Scissor Me Timbers : Oh 100% not from here !! He sounds like maybe a New Yorker ?

"It's a Katana" : Where all those bright dumb "heroes" reside? Tt disappointing taste in men Drake.

Scissor Me Timbers : HEY HE'S A GREAT GUY !! Idk where the thing happened with Tim but when I met him he seemed chill !

Circus Clown : Can we get a name instead of "guy" please I need to know more about Tim's mystery boy [crying face]

Peter. You're only getting the first name, stay off his information. : Detective NOT Stalker

Circus Clown : The stalker himself telling us to stay off someones information? Woo someone's down bad ! So when can I meet him? [winky face]

Scissor Me Timbers : Don't bother asking I told you he's down bad !!

I am not. I'm just looking out for a friend because I don't need you guys prying into his information. : Detective NOT Stalker

Scissor Me Timbers : Friend he says [eye roll]

Bumblebee : I'm calling it right now, love at first sight man
~ Circus Clown liked a message
~ Scissor Me Timbers liked a message

The Girl in the Chair : Peter huh? Glad to see you making new friends Tim

Thanks Babs. Only normal person here : Detective NOT Stalker
~ The Girl in the Chair liked a message

Circus Clown : WHAT HEY !! I'll have you know I fully support whatever kind of relationship you have with Peter ! 

Scissor Me Timbers : EXACTLY !! SUPPORT THE BROMANCE !!

"It's a Katana" : I'd still like to know how you two met.

The Girl in the Chair : Good point Damien, we're sure there's no ulterior motive?

None. Don't pry. : Detective NOT Stalker

Scissor Me Timbers : Dw Babs he's a genuine dude !! We should have Cass meet him !
~ Silent but Deadly has liked a message

Scissor Me Timbers : See even she agrees !!

Bumblebee : I think that's just cause she wants to know who her gf is hyping up sm
~ Silent but Deadly has liked a message

Bumblebee : Told ya so [smiling face]

Before Tim could even start texting a refusal Steph tapped his shoulder and pointed outside signaling that Alfred was already here. He sighed in defeat and followed the two as they all walked towards the car. Once seated he couldn't help but notice the butlers stares, he groaned in disappointment already having understood what it could've meant and spoke.

"I'll invite him over for dinner Sunday, maybe." Was all he said, but the Alfred smiled nonetheless.

"Good, it's enjoyable to have friends over every once in awhile. Do confirm it with him just incase." He said back only leaving Tim to sink lower into his seat.

"The family's gonna meet him one way or another, may as well have it so you're there !" Steph said shrugging as if she didn't just practically invite it to happen already.

"She's not wrong man, plus Peter will fit right in honestly." Duke joined in.

Tim huffed in disapproval clearly not enjoying the idea of Peter being around Dick. Just the thought made him wanna separate the two forever, Dick would never let him live it down. 

"It's up to Peter mostly..though I doubt he'll say no." Was all he said.

Steph gave a small laugh while Duke hummed in agreement, both knowing Tim didn't want to talk about it any further. The rest of the drive home was silent, the only thing going through Tim's mind was how inviting Peter to his family dinner was gonna play out...and Peter's phone number because Tim may or may not have remembered it so he could add his number to his phone...

It's Steph's fault because she never shares and would've rubbed it in his face..

As they arrived back to the manor Tim headed straight to his room though of course he said his farewells to Steph, Duke and of course Alfred. 

Tim gently closed his door and immediately flopped down on his bed wondering how he got himself into his mess. His mind spiraled back to Peter, first meeting him in the halls. There was something about him, usually as bad as it sounds, Tim would've walked away and yet when he saw Peter, as much as he wanted to walk away he got closer.

It was so unusual though, that random strength, the bad reaction towards the bell, how he wasn't surprised by sneak ups, and he was definitely from New York or so. 

Suddenly there was a knock on his door ruining his thought train. Slightly annoyed he got up and walked to the door knowing they wouldn't leave him alone.

"This better be important..Duke?" He questioned, clearly not expecting to see the other behind the door.

"Yea man, me. I gotta tell you something about Peter." That was all Tim needed to hear as he stepped aside letting the other in.

Duke sat at Tim's desk where there were multiple papers scattered, homework, cases, and random notes. Coffee mugs, energy drinks and one singular bottle of water that Dick had probably dropped off for him.

Tim took this as an invitation to sit on his own bed ignoring how Duke was eyeing his messy table. 

"Peter's a meta." Huh..?

"What." Was all he managed to get out clearly not expecting the others words.

"Yea, he had this weird like thing in him. Radioactivity more like." He explained calmly.

A meta, now that Tim thinks of it, that was a highly likely with all the facts he had previously laid out just before Duke had entered. 

"So you knew about it? Must be that detective in you..or stalker but I don't think ya got the chance to just yet." He half-joked though the way he looked at Tim was more serious then the tone.

"A theory. And I have yet to stalk him, I simply used hints laid out for me." Tim stated leaving Duke to raise a brow.

"Yet. Well fair for now man, but I still think he's chill don't worry." He replied as he leaned forward and patted Tim's shoulder.

"We're friends Duke, let's relax on the dating fantasies." He teased though he himself was slightly red.

Duke looked at his ears which betrayed him every single time and rolled his eyes before standing up.

"So we telling B? Or are you still all for the 'Don't pry' " He said while making air quotes with his fingers.

Tim smirked just enough for it to be noticeable.

"B can find out himself, he's also a detective." 

Duke nodded as he waved goodbye and left the room, silently closing the door behind him, leaving Tim to wallow in his thoughts again.

Tim sighed as he ran a hand through his hair before laying down on his bed. 

Duke 

Peter was a chill guy, don't get him wrong. The way he clicked with him was crazy, he threw jokes in so casually, knew how to carry a conversation, and was simply just someone anyone could probably get along with.

Yes, Peter was slightly awkward but hey everyone has their own charm and who was he to blame.

It caught him off guard when he first saw him, the radiation was bright, reached out far and yet Peter seemingly acted all normal. He didn't act like there was much to hide, just a normal high schooler that just so happened to be a meta, like Duke. 

There was a reason I asked why Peter moved, was it to make trouble? Whoever Peter actually was, this uncle was, they definitely weren't normal at all and if they weren't a threat I could certainly get by it. 

Tim was a whole different case though, in the short not really ish amount of time I've known Tim, he's never seen him so..friendly.

The way he acted near Peter seemed different, I did see the way he grabbed Steph's hand and pulled it away from Peters, the way his ear turned red every once in awhile when around the guy or even at his slightest mention, his grin when he revealed the post, hell he was so invested in the post he never noticed us which meant a lot.

The most he could hope for was that the two got to know each other first, even if love at first sight was the memo they were getting at, he hopes they'll learn more of each other. That Tim could see if they really were meant for each other because enough is enough with all this family drama.

Tim needed someone who could handle the secrets that this family holds, someone who was trust worthy, and maybe it could be Peter, he himself can't help but hope so.

No One

Tim stared at his phone, Peters phone number added yet no text sent. What should he say? Ask? Would it be better in person or was that too awkward? He didn't know. He’s never been good with communication, that was more of Dick’s thing or Steph’s.

He was the behind the scenes kind of guy, the type to see the aftermath and come up with a conclusion. Not the one doing the talking and understanding.

Ugh.

Who said making friends was easy, they’re either a fucking liar or the biggest extrovert to exist !?

Tim kept staring at his screen, should he ask to hangout and then invite him? Was that too straightforward? He could wait til school the next day but regardless was in person too much? Should Peter know way beforehand? Should he even invite him?

Tim was ready to launch his phone across the room clearly facing a huge challenge. It had nothing to do with using his brain, okay it kind of did but in the wrong way..

He stared and stared, completely ready to just give up. He had started to write several messages before deleting it, why was he so nervous? 

He was usually straightforward with his text, a couple of jokes here and there. References, teasing, yet he wasn’t that close with Peter..was he?

He doesn’t know anymore fuck !

He rolled in his bed staring between his phone and messed up desk wondering if he should just not. 

No scratch that he wasn’t a quitter !

But it wasn’t technically quitting..

FUCK.

He was ready to just jump out a window before taking a deep breath in and slowly letting it out.

It’s just Peter, it’s fine. He thought to himself, yea, fine.

Peter

Hey it’s Tim, Steph gave may or may not have given me your number. In reality I stole it off her phone, but just wanted to let you know.

No One

No this was dumb. Stole it off her phone? He could not have been that desperate… He was but Peter had no need to know that.

Peter

Hey.

No One

Peter was sure to block his number if he sent that. Hey? HEY?! He sounded like some bot or scammer who just happened to get his hands on Peter’s number.

There had to be a different way, maybe he could just add his name?

Peter

Hey, it’s Tim from school.

No One

That was enough..right? Not too much, not too little. Why was Tim literally acting like a teenage girl with a crush? What was with this whole out of character thing?

It’s fine. Friendships always have a rough start, but that’s why you communicate and smooth it out together. That’s what Tim’s doing. He’s simply starting the communication. Yep, making friends.

WHY DOES HE NEED FRIENDS??

No of course he needs friends, it’s an essential to living a normal teenage life.

Yet he wasn’t normal, his family was the bat family, he himself was Red Robin. His 2nd older brother died and came back. His younger one’s an assassin with certain skill issues.

Did they have friends no. Maybe? Sort of?

Screw that, his life is anything but normal. So who needs friends.

Yet when he thinks of Peter, when he thinks of how they clicked instantly. The quips, jokes, teasing, flirtyiness… Does it even count as flirting? 

Steph and Duke seemed to like him, the family’s invested and there’s already rumours so either way he was stuck.

It’s fine. Peter’s a good guy. He didn’t mind the meta thing, everyone had reasons to hide it especially when in Gotham. He didn’t care if Peter was from New York or anywhere else, didn’t care why he was here. In the end he seemed nice and caring, the type of dude pne could befriend easily.

Actually he was probably the one who said making friends was easy. He screamed golden retriever and he’s lucky he’s a cute one. 

Wait.

What?

Tim’s starting to lose it. He needs his caffeine, his work, something to get the gears in his head moving, something different to keep him busy. Not Peter or anything related to him.

He’ll get the chance to ask questions, to get to know him. It could be a slow process but Tim really doubts it. Peter was unsurprisingly an open book, someone you could easily understand..for the most part.

Just not all. Peter held the same look in his eyes as Tim did, like Jason, Dick and everyone else in the Batfamily.

He looked like someone who’s gone through some things. Someone who’s shouldered too much weight then he can carry and as much as Tim wants to ask, he can’t. Everyone has there secrets and Tim will find them out. By earning trust, detective work (stalking), or just watching.

He’ll understand one day, and the day he does is maybe the day Peter can understand Tim too.

Wait, his mind’s wondering now. He doesn’t know how it happens, but every single time Peter comes up, Tim can’t help but continue to think about him. His mind just building more reasons to have him appear, it was weird.

Tim would have to run some tests on himself though he was sure that no drugs entered his system, that no gas was inhaled. 

Maybe he was tired, hell he’s always tired. 

Tim beings a hand to his face as he closes his eyes, resting said hand over both of them even as terrible as it looked. A small nap wouldn’t hurt, he had plenty of time to finish homework, to continue cases he left off on randomly. Tim had plenty of time.

He groaned in annoyance as he moved his hand off his eyes and went to pick up his phone again. 

He opened his and Peter’s chat even as it was empty. He kept reading his text over and over again, completely unsure if it was fine. He didn’t care anymore..just a little.

He pressed sent and immediately switched his phone off, flipping it downwards so his screen wouldn’t flash and turned to the side.

He wonders what Peter’s doing now, maybe he’ll answer soon…

He hopes he answers soon.

Chapter Text

Peter opened his eyes as he swept his phone off the table near his new couch, he was hoping it was Ned or Aunt May.

Unknown number? 

Peter stared at his lock screen feeling slightly confused before opening it, thinking it could've been Steph.

Unknown Number

Unknown Number : Hey, it's Tim from school.

Wait Tim? Peter wasn't expecting that. He guesses Steph might've given him his number, which is fine because it had completely slipped his mind ! He would've so asked but his memory failed him at moments like this, plus he was pretty caught up with the whole thing. 

Peter never thought he'd make friends or at the very least he didn't expect to make any so quickly, yet all it took was one small panic and there he was with three new friends. It felt..nice and he couldn't help but smile before quickly snapping out of it as he realized he was leaving Tim on read.

Peter changes his name before answering knowing how likely it is that he'd forget to do so later.

Tim

Tim : Hey, it's Tim from school.

Hiii ! Guessing Steph gave you my number? Which I forgot to ask about yours so really glad she did.

He wasn't being too weird was he? Gosh texting was his least favorite thing ever, scratch that anything social just sucked. Or maybe not totally..? Ugh he was getting distracted.

He stared wondering if he took to long to reply as Tim had yet to even open his message, or maybe he didn't expect Peter to respond right away. Was he being too desperate right now? UGHHH

Tim

Tim : Hey, it's Tim from school.

Hiii ! Guessing Steph gave you my number? Which I forgot to ask about yours so really glad she did.

Tim : Sorry I got caught up in something, but yea she was bragging all about being the only one to remember to ask you for your number [eye roll]. Which is my bad too, completely got caught up talking to you that I forgot to ask.

For the little time I've known her, that 100% sounds like something she'd do ! Well guess you can brag about being the 1st to text me.

Tim : Oh definitely. She will never be hearing the end of it, don't worry. [winky face]
~ You liked a message

Sure she'll be holding a grudge against you for the rest of your life so have fun with that !!
Oh yea what time do you usually get to school at? I think I'll be needing my dear tour guide's help for a while- [Sweat drop face]
~ Tim reacted with a smirky face

Tim : Someone wants to spend more time with me huh? 

If it means I won't get lost then sure we can go with that

Tim : No denial huh, someone's quite brave. 
And I get to school around 8, but I can always wait for you dear tourist. [smile face]
~ You reacted with a eye roll face

No need to deny, I'm sure you love spending time with me just as much [smile face]
Will 99% arrive there at 8, no promises though I lose track of time pretty easy.

Tim : I'll take what I can get then [shrugging boy]

Tim

He was absolutely losing it. He wasn't even sure what he was typing at this point. Peter had practically answered right away, clearly having not 2nd guessed whether it was actually Tim who texted him. Geez does he ought to teach him how to be more aware, this was Gotham after all, kindness was rare, it was a ruse and most definitely not something anyone born in Gotham would accept. 

It could've been anyone who texted him and yet he believed it with no precautions, hell if he wasn't 100% sure this was Peter's number he would've asked for a photo of proof or interrogated him. It was needed and was basic online rules. Never trust too easy, never reveal too much, anything could be used against you, digital footprints mean a lot. 

Besides the point, Peter had responded so quickly that Tim took 2 minutes to load the notification. He sent messages that were underlying flirty and Peter had just gone with it, he didn't say anything. Does this mean anything? Does he act like this with all his friends? When he sends these things does Peter also turn slightly red, embarrassment or anything?

Tim groaned in annoyance as he put his phone down for just a little, though the screen was indeed facing up as he was waiting on Peter's response. Why was he caring about all this? Peter was just some guy he happened to help, someone he happened to have the first 2 classes with, he happened to just bond with. It was so sudden, so weird...

Tim has friends, of course he does. Just none outside of the whole vigilante thing, so this was just new. Was Tim meant to feel this way?

Was he meant to stare into Peter's brown eyes like breaking away would mean the man would disappear? Was he meant to keep the boy close, afraid that he'd lose him somehow, that he'd break? Peter was a meta, he was human, yet he wasn't from Gotham. He wasn't used to the way this place treated people, the way crime was so normal, orphans, runaways were just so casually found on the streets. Injured, scared, confused, in danger, sometimes even on the verge of death. It was hard out here. So who knows how the New Yorker would live. Who knows if he'll be okay.

Tim snapped out of it as he realized Peter had sent him a message, simply 5 minute ago and yet Tim apologized anyways. He didn't want the other to think he was ignoring him or anything, if anything Peter also looked like someone who overthinks a lot and hey Tim was too, maybe they could keep each other grounded, watched out for the other while knowing what it's like. Yea, Tim would like that.

He let out a small smile as he laid on his side continuing to text Peter. It's been some time since he was able to talk this freely, usually it was more serious or "job" related things so this was a nice change, a change Tim really needed.

Peter

Peter was so and he means so happy Mr.Stark or anyone else was around because his face was insanely red at the moment. Tim was openly flirting with him right now, him. Peter freaking Parker. Yes, it wasn't anything big, just the way he worded some things, the way he twisted Peter's words, he could basically hear the tone Tim was aiming for and it was not helping at all. Not one bit.

Peter just wanted to die in a ditch. Was this meant to mean something? Was Tim just being his playful self? How was Peter supposed to know, he's never been good at social cues. 

Sure he just met Tim, but it didn't help with the way that guy kept up with all of Peter's quips. It didn't help that Tim would always find a way to make Peter flush. The way he held his hand and flirted with him, the way he kept Steph's hand off him, the way he seemed so proud of that one post.

Peter wasn't sure if he was understanding this right, no way. Someone like Tim? Tim with that neatly roughed up black hair, with those piercing blue eyes that observe Peter's entire being, he carried himself with a weight Peter recognized but might never understand, he had the smarts, the body, omg. 

Sure Peter knew there was a chance he wasn't fully straight but to think about Tim like that. He was ready to die in a hole and make sure no one would find him. This was too embarrassing for Peter and he's had one too many embarrassing moments, just take his word for it. 

As he stares at his screen wondering what to say, how to respond, what tone, message. Texting should not be this hard. He just doesn't wanna scare the other away or make a huge mistake. 

Right after he had sent his message it immediately went to 'read' and yet no typing bubble. That's fine, maybe he was reading it, understanding that responding took time, he was going through it right now. 1 minute turned into 2 before turning into 3 leading Peter to internally jump off a balcony. He watched as time went by and no response came by which never was a big deal so why in the world was he so nervous. Do people with crushes act like this 24/7? Actually, he'd know after dating MJ for some time, never mind.

He stared as it reached 5 minutes with Tim starting to type. Peter sighed with relief as he saw before catching himself and cringed. He forgot how weird it could get sometimes. 

Peter let out a light chuckle as Tim rushed to apologize saying he was deep in thought, which could've been an excuse yet somehow Peter knew it wasn't. They continued their conversation, talking about many things that Peter thought he'd never find someone else like, it was refreshing. He liked this, it distracted him from all his other worries about being alone, about fighting a whole war, it was nice. 

No one

Peter and Tim ended up texting for hours, only taking brief pauses when dinner came and Peter needed to shower. They talked for hours on end, relating to many different things, sharing theories, stories, thoughts, it sure was something. They had many things in common to probably no ones surprise. 

On each side of the screen was laughter and smiles both boys would refuse to show others. They didn't know it themselves but they were enjoying themselves heavily, they were being themselves, honest about it all, finding no need to hide or lie about it. It was nice actually, to have someone share things in common, to have someone to have small debates with about theories and thoughts, compromising or being proved wrong. 

It reached 10 before Tim had to say goodnight, wishing Peter well, and teasing him over being potentially late tomorrow. Peter let out a small huff even if he knew the other couldn't see nor hear him, he said his own goodnights, reminding Tim that bedbugs might just bite him if he's not careful and teasing him by saying if they bite then maybe he'll be the one late. It was a nice ending that was befitting for their conversation. 

Peter put his phone down and sighed, he was still feeling slightly drained from this morning yet the need to get out and do something was winning. So he got up, off his couch that he infact did migrate to again after eating dinner and showering because the couch was comfy as hell. Anyways Peter went to put a sweater on and grabbed his web shooters, making sure to connect Karen to his headphones as he slipped them on.

Peter left quietly with his things and a camera he brought from home, one of the many things he asked for Mr.Stark to bring. 

He used the help of Karen to avoid any cameras as he swung with his hood on, it felt refreshing to be out swinging like this again. The light breeze against his skin as he admired the view down below, well to be fair the view wasn't anything to really look forward to, the city had it's own charm but he was bias and thought that New York was better. The streets seemed dead, there were obvious shelters, abandoned places, ones you couldn't pass, it was something and Peter didn't know how to exactly feel about it all just yet, but he'll wait and maybe find the beauty in something.

As he landed on a rooftop, one that somehow had no cameras pointed towards it, he took his headphones off saying a quick thanks towards Karen.

He walked over and sat on the ledge with his feet dangling off, holding his camera out he started to look around for something to practice on and he saw a cat down near a garbage bin. He smiled, aiming his lens and zooming in just enough to catch the surroundings without getting the edge of the building where the street was seen.

He leaned a little forward trying to get it less blurrier before he suddenly felt a hand tug on his hood which he did end up taking off as he was done swinging for a little.

"Hey kid. Watch yourself before you end up falling to your death." A voice spoke, it sounded slightly rough with a bit of static following alongside the voice.

A voice modifier was all Peter thought before looking behind him.

It was Red Hood, the said Crime Lord of Crime Alley. Yes, Peter researched a little on each vigilante here as he didn't want to come in fully blind let's say. 

"Sorry Mr ! I was just trying to snap a quick photo see !!" Peter said as he held up his camera, earning a scoff from the other man.

"I can see that. Why not take it on the ground where you won't potentially fall."

"Because the views nice up here."

"Yea well it's dangerous up here kid. You're safer on the ground."

"Am I though? I could get mugged or worse holding a camera like this you know Mister." 

That got the other to shut up for a little before he sighed,

"Fine. You've got a somewhat fair point kid, but for the sake of both of us. Stay a little further away from the ledge." He spoke again though he sounded a little too happy..

"But then no good photo and I'm up here for that reason."

The other looked at him confused, clearly not understanding where Peter was getting at.

"So you'd fall and maybe die, just for one good photo of a cat near a garbage bin?" He questioned in disbelief.

"Uhh..yea?" Was all Peter could say.

In his defense, he knew he couldn't die because he was more enhanced and had his webs, but that was something the other did not need to know.

"You're one weird ass kid y'know that ?" 

"Yep, I get that a lot actually." He huffed at that.

"For some good reasons huh. Well you can take your photos and I'll be watching because I'd rather not come back to find you lying flat on the floor." 

Peter rolled his eyes as he watched the other finally let go of his hood, sitting down on the very ledge he just told Peter to stay away from. Peter followed making sure to have some distance between them though just incase he needed to make a run for it or something.

"How come you can sit on the ledge then? Little unfair don't you think Mister?" Peter asked as he held his camera out again, repositioning it.

"Because I'm a crime lord and you're a damn high schooler." 

"You wouldn't know that.." Peter muttered as he tried holding his hand still.

"Yea well I do have eyes and you sure as hell look like one kid." Peter looked at him for that sticking his tongue out.

"Peter. Stop calling me kid Mister." 

"Fine Peter. Just call me Hood, I ain't that old alright?" Peter raised a brow at that not exactly believing him.

Hood lifted his hand and flicked his forehead causing him to accidently snap a photo.

"Hey !"

"I ain't that old okay? Don't even think of it." Hood said as he retracted his hand, moving his arms to cross them.

Peter just rolled his eyes before staring back at his camera.

"I didn't even say anything, I don't know what you're talking about.." He lied though it was obvious.

"Yea of course. You're the worst liar ever. Just take your photo and run along kid, isn't it past your bedtime?" Hood joked though Peter could tell he didn't wanna sit here for too long.

"I would be done if someone wasn't distracting me." He shot back before pausing.

"And I don't have a curfew."

Hood noticed the pause and stayed silent wondering if he should mention it.

"I'm not distracting, just lending a hand by making sure your alive. Do your parents even know you're out that late." Peter froze.

Hood messed up.

"Sorry touchy sub-"

"They died. I uhm..live alone right now, my uncle bought me an apartment so don't worry about it." He explained softly.

"Right my bad kid..." Was all he managed to get out.

It was silent the rest of the time as Peter focused on taking some photos while Hood just watched. It was probably because of what Peter said, but he really couldn't care right now.

He snapped his shots and went through them making sure he actually liked the final product before letting out a small smile of relief. Hood seemed to have noticed and got up getting ready to leave. He stood there with his grappling hook and looked over at Peter who was still sitting over the ledge.

"Need help getting down or getting home?" He asked, catching the others attention as he turned around.

"No i'll be fine Hood. Thanks for watching over me even though I didn't need the babysitting." He said.

"Uh huh, say that to me after you fall to your doom...Also here." He replied before throwing over a piece of paper.

Peter caught it with ease and looked up at him before reading the paper.

"Call or text if ya need anything m'kay? And send me those photos, think I deserve to see what I waited here for." He said before grappling away, not even giving Peter a chance to say anything.

Peter looked at the paper he held in his hand and sighed before shoving it in his pocket. What an interesting guy. Was all he thought before putting his headphones and hood on, finally webbing away deciding it was time to head back to his apartment. He was feeling pretty tired as his eyes were on the verge of closing.

Once he reaches his apartment he immediately plops down on his couch feeling too lazy to head towards his bed. He pulls the paper out of his pocket again and smiled, the crime lord here sure was something. He begins to wonder what the vigilantes could be like, maybe they were just as interesting.

Red Hood

He was just doing his usual scan over his part of Gotham, checking for any weird crimes happening as his intel for now told him nothing big was happening. He noticed something on top of a roof, a teenager? Fuck. He headed towards the roof, approaching the kid slowly as to hopefully not scare them or anything. As he reached arms length he suddenly grabbed onto the kid's hood and pulled up away, somehow the kid didn't scream or anything, they looked too calm, weird.

"Hey kid. Watch yourself before you end up falling to your death." He spoke as he watched the kids movements closely.

He noticed how the kid seemed silent, clearly deep in thought about something. It felt off to say the least but Hood wasn’t one to judge, so he waited for the kid to speak ignoring how he started inspecting his outfit.

"Sorry Mr ! I was just trying to snap a quick photo see !!" The kid said as he showed off his camera, causing Red to scoff at him.

Was this kid really playing dangerous just for a photo? Seriously?

"I can see that. Why not take it on the ground where you won't potentially fall."

"Because the views nice up here."

Right. Because of the view ! Of course !!

"Yea well it's dangerous up here kid. You're safer on the ground."

"Am I though? I could get mugged or worse holding a camera like this you know Mister." 

Red closed his mouth holding back his next words. Fucking smart ass kid. It amused Red a little, for someone who didn’t seem to have any social awareness he sure had a brain.

"Fine. You've got a somewhat fair point kid, but for the sake of both of us. Stay a little further away from the ledge." He spoke again trying to hide his amusement..

The kid reminded him of that damn replacement just a little and that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing you could say..

"But then no good photo and I'm up here for that reason."

Was he being deadass right now? To risk their life over a photo? Was it really just the lack of social awareness or was there something else.

"So you'd fall and maybe die, just for one good photo of a cat near a garbage bin?" He questioned in disbelief.

"Uhh..yea?" Was all the other said.

This kid’s absolutely insane. Was all Hood could think. There’s no way he was being serious right now. The photo could not have been that needed that he was okay with risking his life for it. Hell the photo was just that of a cat !? Not even a vigilant.

"You're one weird ass kid y'know that?" 

"Yep, I get that a lot actually."

He huffed at that. Red would be more surprised if people didn’t tell him it at all.

"For some good reasons huh. Well you can take your photos and I'll be watching because I'd rather not come back to find you lying flat on the floor." 

He watched the kid roll his eyes which made Hood raise a brow even if the other couldn’t see. It didn’t matter much though since he took it as a sign of approval, he moved his way over to the ledge taking a seat and watching the other follow along though he left quite a bit of a gap.

He looked ready to run and jump. Red wondered if he had a way to make it down safely simply by jumping. He knows he himself would make it down but a kid with no training? That might just be a stretch.

"How come you can sit on the ledge then? Little unfair don't you think Mister?" The kid asked as he held his camera out again, seemingly repositioning it.

Was he actually dumb..?

"Because I'm a crime lord and you're a damn high schooler." 

"You wouldn't know that.." The kid muttered as he tried holding his hand still.

"Yea well I do have eyes and you sure as hell look like one kid." He shot out, watching the other turn his head sticking his tongue out.

"Peter. Stop calling me kid Mister." 

"Fine Peter. Just call me Hood, I ain't that old alright?" Hood said like it was an exchange, though he did catch the way the other raised their brow obviously not believing him..

Brat.

Hood lifted his hand and flicked his forehead causing him to accidently snap a photo.

"Hey !"

"I ain't that old okay? Don't even think of it." Hood half threatened as he retracted his hand, moving his arms to cross them.

Peter just rolls his eyes before staring back at his camera.

Does this kid have an eye rolling problem?

"I didn't even say anything, I don't know what you're talking about.." He said though Hood could see he was lying, it didn’t really take much a of a genius to figure it out let’s just say..

"Yea of course. You're the worst liar ever. Just take your photo and run along kid, isn't it past your bedtime?" Hood joked though he really did have other things to do. 

As much as he was worried for the kid, he wasn’t exactly done surveying the whole area and he had a place to protect.

"I would be done if someone wasn't distracting me." He shot back before pausing.

"And I don't have a curfew."

Hood noticed the pause and stayed silent wondering if he should mention it. He didn’t know if the kid would actually use whatever trick he has up his sleeve and jump. He’s not sure he could catch him that quickly.

"I'm not distracting, just lending a hand by making sure your alive. Do your parents even know you're out that late." Hood said trying to seem more soft but he saw the way Peter froze.

Hood messed up. Fuck.

"Sorry touchy sub-"

"They died. I uhm..live alone right now, my uncle bought me an apartment so don't worry about it." He explained softly.

Red looked at him with worry as he listened closely to the explanation. He’s happy the kid stayed but he really did just fuck up, what the hell does he say now?

"Right my bad kid..." That’s it. He was at a loss.

He knows that the number one thing to probably never bring up is parents when it comes to here especially in Crime Alley. Yet Hood just had to ask it, just had to get caught up with the jokes and teases that he messed up. 

Sure it was a common thing to not have parents here in Gotham at this point, but Peter was clearly not a Gothamite whatsoever, so the story behind it was something entirely different.

It was silent the rest of the time as Peter focused on taking some photos while Hood just watched. He could tell the kid was tired and he didn’t want to dampen the mood like he did with his last question.

He felt bad, he was also just at a loss for words. He didn’t realize what he said until after getting into the jokes and stuff which yes was a little out of what he usual does, but Peter looks like he needs it. Like he needs someone to joke around with just a little, plus he seemed to have his own quips and stuff, seems to be part of his whole personality. He was too much of a golden retriever to even be closed to a Gothamite.

The kid snapped his shots and went through them making sure he actually liked the final product or so what Tim tends to do before surprisingly letting out a small smile of relief. Hood noticed and let out a small smile himself feeling a little happy that the kid wasn’t all that down before he got up getting ready to leave. He stood there with his grappling hook and looked over at Peter who was still sitting over the ledge.

He didn’t exactly want to leave the kid alone, especially knowing he lived alone. 

"Need help getting down or getting home?" He offered, catching the others attention as he turned around.

"No i'll be fine Hood. Thanks for watching over me even though I didn't need the babysitting." He said, but Red didn’t exactly believe it though he smiled a little at the rest of his sentence.

He dug through his things as he looked for those papers he was using to write down his burner phone’s number because yes he needed a way to memorize it. Okay don’t ask.

"Uh huh, say that to me after you fall to your doom...Also here." He replied before throwing over a piece of paper.

Peter caught it with ease taking Red aback just a little and looked up at him before reading the paper.

"Call or text if ya need anything m'kay? And send me those photos, think I deserve to see what I waited here for." He said before grappling away, not wanting to give the kid a chance to rebuttal or anything.

He stayed a couple rooftops away as he watched the kid waiting to see how he’d get down because the building was up pretty high and it’s not exactly good for climbing. 

Hoods expectations were sorta low so when he sees literal webs coming out of his sleeves maybe even the kid himself and swinging on them. Yea, you could say he was pretty shocked.

Red had just found a weird fucking kid and now he was 10 time more worried because he was a meta. He has to keep him out of Batmans sight.

Also yes out of curiosity he did indeed go closer to the webs and checked them out, inspecting them. And yes he did put his hand on it out of pure curiosity only to realize he was now stuck. The most he could do was hope it’d go away or else he’d be the one calling the kid for help and Hood’s pretty sure that if Peter finds out he knows he’s a meta that he’ll never see the kid again.

Which Hood does not like the idea of, so he say there and waited because calling for help was not his memo. Plus the webs just seemed sticky but not of any actual harm, so he wasn’t all that worried. He just hoped that it’d be sooner then later since he’s not sure about leaving his territory in danger.

He could maybe cut it off, he’ll try. 

But before he does, his brain’s been itching about it for awhile. Where has he heard of Peter’s name before and why does he look so familiar? Something about him just gives off familiarity and he’s not so sure on why..

Hood will figure it out once he’s free, if he’s free. This is why carrying knives is worthwhile unless bullets work too.

Chapter Text

Peter had woken up on the roof, yes the roof of his apartment. It's a bad habit he's picked up since the war, it was like sleepwalking except instead he uhm..stuck to the roof? Yea don't ask it's a spider thing.

Anyways Peter safely got down, changed and ate breakfast before heading out, he had a bus to catch and was not looking forward to it at all. He doesn't exactly like the idea of riding public transport in a city where it's more likely to get mugged or pickpocketed then to actually make it out alive the next day. Peter would much rather walk, but Aunt May was heavily against the idea of a teenager boy walking out on the streets alone, he was practically an adult ?! 

Being the amazing nephew he is, he went a head and rode the bus anyways although he was no where near joyed he still went anyways. It wasn’t as bad as he thought it’d be, there was a kid who tried pickpocketing him and he was able to avoid it though he couldn’t help but feel slightly bad for the kid.

Life didn’t seem easy here, hell it was hard no matter where you’re born just always different in it’s own way. Peter never had a lot of money growing up, after getting his spider powers he basically starved most days though he would never tell Aunt May that, and he’s fought and almost been killed countless of times well being a teenager. We can ignore the fact he’s died before, he’s alive and that’s what matters.

Peter felt a slight ache in his heart as he begins to think about the war. The fight no civilian remembers, a fight he’d take to the grave because it was that bad. Half the population wiped, gone, and barely anyone to remember it. It felt weird being just gone but Tony saved him and he’s forever grateful.

Before Peter could dig any deeper in his own mind the bus came to an abrupt stop and he looked up realizing it was his stop. He got off and started walking towards the school which was only 5 minutes away, the feeling still picking away at him. He doesn’t have time to beat himself up right now, maybe later…

He arrives near the front and suddenly sees Steph running towards him seemingly going to tackle him to the ground if she continued at her pace. Peter braced himself though sensing no real danger and Steph came to a stop inches away from him laughing.

”Peter you’re finally here ! Don’t worry I won’t tackle a handsome like you, it’s usually on Tim I find tackling funny.” Steph says as reassurance though Peter found it slightly hard to believe.

Peter smiles at her words regardless and notices as Tim and Duke are walking towards them behind her. Duke was waving calmly well Tim was smiling, he looked kind of hot..wait slow down what.

Peter turned a little red at his own though before snapping out of it as Tim and Duke approached quickly and he’s yet to say anything back to Steph.

”Sorry just noticed the other two who practically bit your dust Steph, never knew you were a runner.” He joked well giving her a thumbs up.

Steph’s face lit up at this and wrapped both her hands around his, reminding him of their first meeting just yesterday.

”Hell yea ! You should see me run for track or something !! Hell I’ll even race Tim just to show you.” She says happily earning a small chuckle from Peter.

Suddenly yet not surprisingly, Tim intervened with their one sided handshake as he pulled Peter’s hand out of Steph’s grasp and holding it instead. Peter couldn’t help but blush a little as Tim held his hand, Steph looking offended and Duke simply unamused.

”I wouldn’t touch her hand Peter, who knows when she last washed her hands.” Tim said teasingly as he raised a brow making it look like a genuine question as well.

”I’ll have you know loverboy that I washed these right after breakfast because I like making Alfred proud !” Steph shot back huffing and turning her head pretending to be hurt.

”You mean you’re breakfast yesterday ? Didn’t you tell us earlier how you skipped breakfast out of excitement to meet up with Petes here?” Duke stepped in going against Steph.

She looked betrayed at his words and rolled her eyes. Tim let out a chuckle while Peter couldn’t hold back his smile.

”Okay maybe it was yesterday, maybe it wasn’t. Now stop interrogating me ! When was the last time you guys washed your hands huh?” She challenged as she placed her hands on her hips looking proud.

”After I ate breakfast, today.” Tim emphasizing the last word on purpose, earning a scoff from Steph.

”Same dude ! Like you said Steph, gotta make Alfred proud and that means not lying.” He said cheekily.

She rolled her eyes before looking over at Peter who just seemed to be enjoying the entertainment.

”I also washed them after breakfast today, had to after I washed the dishes.” He simply said much to Steph’s dismay.

Tim opened his mouth before closing it supposedly deciding not to ask or say whatever he was about to. Peter happened to notice and gave him a look which was exchanged with a ‘I’ll tell you later’ look which he accepted.

This interaction didn’t go unnoticed by the other two who were standing quite literally right infront of them. They themselves exchanged their own looks and both laughed before straightening themselves again.

Not actually straightening, nah Steph’s still a girlkisser for Cass don’t worry.

After the four talked and bickered a little more class was finally about to begin, the warning bell ringing to prove that as much as to Peter’s dismay.

After splitting up from the two, Tim still holding onto Peter’s hand not seeming to want to let go for whatever reason, not that Parker himself cared though. 

“How do you…usually deal with loud noises Peter? Not to sound mean or anything just curious since you know, the bell catches you pretty off guard like every time.” Tim questioned as he looked over at Peter who met his gaze and gave an awkward smile.

”I usually wear these headphones, great noise canceling that my uncle built in for me. I had them with me yesterday but honestly I forgot I even had them.” He explained feeling slightly embarrassed from the thought that he could’ve blocked out the noise afterwards.

Tim hummed in response seeming to think before speaking once more.

”And today?”

”Huh?” Peter questioned before realizing.

”Oh. Today I forgot them, they tend to be misplaced often and I didn’t have enough time to search for them.”

”Mhm..”

”…?”

”You okay Tim?”

”Huh..? Oh it’s just, about earlier. Do you usually do dishes in the morning?”

”Oh that ! No not really, just after I moved here, since I live alone I kind of have to do it or I’ll just end up with a pile of dishes.”

”Oh makes se-.. ALONE??”

Tim stopped and stared at Peter looking slightly concerned which wasn’t exactly the response Peter was expecting.

”Yea..? I’m practically an adult anyways so it’s whatever.” He says calmly as he and Tim start walking again.

”I mean sure but this is Gotham, that’s like super fucking dangerous.” Tim said defensively.

”Maybe but it’s fine, aren’t there vigilants here? I’m sure I can rely on them.” Peter said with a smile.

Suddenly he heard..felt(?) Tim’s heartbeat pick up as it began beating faster. Does the other not like or trust the vigilantes?

“Right..Yea you can rely on them ! I bet Red Robin would save you right away.” He said supposedly joking though Peter felt like he wasn’t.

Maybe Tim had favorites within the vigilantes of Gotham? I mean so does Peter, ignoring the fact he himself is one, the other heroes, mercenaries, vigilantes or whatever were super cool and he definitely had favourites.

”Red Robin? Not really an original name but I’ve hard he’s pretty handsome !” Peter jokes though it’s not super wrong even if the photos taken of said guy were all basically blurry.

Tim’s ears turned a slight red and Peter had barely missed it, Tim was quicker and calmed down quickly. Peter noticed as his heart slowed down to it’s normal pace but that was all there was to it.

“Yea..name is just Robin’s but with Red ahah..How can you even tell he’s handsome? I’ve never seen a good photo of that guy or even the others at least once ! Maybe not Batman or Nightwing actually, there’s some.” Tim said suddenly going into deep thought.

Peter couldn’t help but laugh a little as he turned into deep thought, though his laugh broke Tim out of it. He first seemed shocked before quickly smiling and just glancing over at Peter.

The rest of the walk was quiet after that, Tim’s curiosity was satisfied and Peter was comfortable with the silence that settled between them.

Once they made it to class, not late much to the teachers surprise. They sat down in the same spot as yesterday and kept chatting even while the teacher taught, their hands always brushing against one another as their eyes hardly left the others. 

Nothing went unseen by their classmates, the two boys noticed but neither said nor did anything about it only minding the others presence. Tim was sure to deal with it later if anything big came from it, Peter was used to having rumours spread around though he wasn’t happy with it there was nothing actually bad about these ones. Just speculations that could be wrong or right yet they’d never know.

As class ended the two left as soon as their things were packed unlike the day before where they got caught in all the teasing. 

Their second class together was basically the same thing except they had paid more attention in class. They shared the occasional comments and jokes but nothing further supposedly a shared agreement between the two? Maybe they just liked the class more who knows.

Break came and they had gone to their lockers, grabbing what they needed and then heading over to meet with Duke and Steph. 

Peter was greeted with a hug that almost had him on the floor if he wasn’t quick nor strong enough. Quick as in to catch Steph who once again came running towards him at a good speed, and strong enough to hold his ground. 

Tim just gave the blondie a glare but didn’t step in and Duke laughed it off before prying Steph off of Peter and dragging him along for their own shared class.

It was nice as Duke asked more questions seeming genuinely curious, Peter asked some back while avoiding ones as best as he could since he was indeed a bad liar.. It didn’t go unnoticed by Duke but the guy wasn’t one to pry so he let it be.

Class was relaxing, nothing too weird or chaotic. They bickered and laughed ‘quietly’ they say but in reality were so loud the class couldn’t help but stare. It was something least to say, big interruptions but class continued and boy were they grateful for that instead of being called out. 

Duke wouldn’t stop teasing him about the whole love at first sight thing and Peter was turned into a flustered mess as he couldn’t even figure out how to retort the accusations. 

As class ended Peter’s stomach grumbled earning a small laugh from Duke who Peter just deadpanned at. It wasn’t his fault that fast metabolism was all part of the spider thing, though he was grateful the super healing was. Take and you give he supposes even if it was nowhere near fun.

The two walked calmly to the cafeteria where Steph and Tim were already waiting, how they get there so fast will always be a mystery to Peter. 

They sat down and chatted before grabbing some food, this time Steph held back and only recommended a couple of things which still somehow amounted to a good sized pile.

”Steph if you’re trying to stuff the guy you’re doing one hell of a good job.” Duke pointed out as he tilted his head up slightly just to see what was at the top.

”I’m being a good tour guide and showing him what all the good stuff is !” She defended as she kicked him under the table earning a yelp from the other.

”And then what shoving him in your pocket once he’s all stuffed?” Tim said unamused while getting up to probably grab more to go boxes.

”More like you’re pocket, but sure we can go with that.” She shot back with a tease, grinning as Tim’s ears turned red at the tip.

Peter could only give out a small huff and rolled his eyes looking unamused as well even if the blush on his cheeks were saying something else.

”Pete here would 100% love spending time with me then either of you guys ! Right Parker.” She said turning her head to face him with a non-serious serious face.

Tim and Duke looked between the two clearly expecting a different answer and Peter gave in to her antics.

”Yep, you’re definitely my fav Steph !” He answered back leaving the two guys to look hurt.

”Not cool dude ! I thought we had some bromance going on.” Duke said jokingly earning a glare from you know who.

”Bromance my ass, pretty sure it’s one sided Duke.” Tim said.

”Yea one sided on Peter’s part because everyone’s gotta love me !”

”Who’s everyone cause i’m sure it ain’t me.”

”You’re just you ! Number 1 hater to everyone except Peter, loverboy.” 

“Okay both of you stop fighting over my mans, he just called me his favourite.” Steph chimed in receiving glares from the both.

”Shut up lesbian !”

”Are you being homophobic? To your sisters girlfriend of all people, woah low blow man !”

”Yea well my sisters girlfriend seems to be collecting guys behind her back right now.”

”Hey ! If anything Cass would so like him too so your arguments invalid !”

”She does have a point man, you’re just jealous she’s his favourite.”

”Who’s side are you on? You just said you guys had a bromance !?”

”One sided ! And I’m on my own side excuse you.”

”One sided my absolute fucking ass, you’re both jealous admit it !”

”So one sided and Tim’s the one who’s jealous not me ! Boom I just admitted for you lover boy.”

Peter was so getting lost within this whole argument but he’s definitely learnt some new things !

Steph is a thriving lesbian who’s dating Tim’s sister named Cass, probably a nickname, and he’s apparently in a one sided bromance with Duke. Yea that’s it. The rest was nonsense or at least to him.

After they calmed down which seemed like ages because Peter had quite literally managed to eat his whole entire mountain of food while they were arguing with one another. They started to finish their own food and began a new calm conversation on a random topic that just so happened to appear.

It was way quieter then before as they calmly spoke with one another before Steph and Peter ran off early since Steph needed to grab something from her locker and well..Peter still doesn’t know the school halls that well.

As the two walked off, Steph’s arm around Peter’s neck probably teasing him about who knows what, Duke elbowed Tim on the arm playfully as he smirked.

”So, you ask him yet?” He questioned making Tim raise a brow before understanding what he meant.

”Nope. Never got the chance, will do probably after school.” He explained calmly well shrugging.

On the inside he was panicking real badly because it had totally slipped his mind once again. He wasn’t even sure how he was going to bring it up or if he was even gonna see catch Peter at the end of the day. Duke sighed as he could tell the other was going through his horrible train of thoughts and leaned against him as some type of reassurance.

”Take your time Tim. It’s only Tuesday, you’ll have other chances unless you wanna simply text the dude. Don’t stress though it’s just a simple hangout. I know you don’t got friends but hey first time for everything.” He said joking at the end which made Tim laugh just a little as his shoulders relaxed.

Duke was right, it was fine. 

“Yea, you’re right man thanks. Also don’t go around acting like he isn’t basically your first friend too. We’re both experiencing it for the first time.” He shot back earning a grin from the other.

”Uhhuh whatever you say, maybe I did have friends before you wouldn’t know ! Anyways catch ya later, class is gonna start and I ain’t trying to be late.” He said pushing himself off of Tim’s arm and waving goodbye while walking.

Tim smiled as he waved back before picking up his and Duke’s tray, that sneaky dude, and putting them where they belong. He sighed as he began walking to class while thinking of ways to ask Peter about it. He wanted it over with, so he needs to plan now before it’s too late, and it’s always too late.

With Steph and Peter, her arm was draped over his shoulders as she pulled him closer.

”You meant it when you said I was your fav right? Better have or I’ll start tackling you too!” She joked and Peter could only huff.

”If it makes you feel better then sure, but I love you guys all equally Steph hate to admit it.” He says truthfully.

Steph acted hurt using her free hand to cover her heart, but Peter could see how her eyes softened, how her arm tightened around him just a little more, and how she fought back that smile.

”Yet hey if it counts you’re definitely the funniest.” He stated and that got a grin out of Steph.

”Hah ! I know my humours better then those two, don’t worry Pete you’re definitely the looker one in the group !” She exclaimed happily which made Peter blush a little, taken a back from the sudden compliment.

”Thanks Steph.” He said laughing.

Steph smiled as she watched him before letting a small chuckle out herself before they reached the class.

Her arm quickly left Peter’s shoulders as she took the lead walking in with Peter following behind. 

The class went by quickly, the two with their nonstop bickering, Steph was surprised Peter could keep up usually others might be left speechless, it was refreshing to say the least.

The teacher did tell them to stop which resulted into them passing notes around and a lot of paper balls were found on the floor. Which they were asked to clean up after class and they enjoyed it enough as they threw the papers at each other playing catch halfway.

In the end they were kicked out as Steph quite literally knocked over two chairs and Peter jumped over a desk just to catch the paper ball. When they got out Steph couldn’t help but laugh her lungs out as Peter followed leaving the two to collapse in the hallway as they tried to lean on each other for support which didn’t work out at all.

As they parted way Steph promised to actually text him today and Peter told her that she better keep her words.

Peter apologized for being late explaining what happened and sat down before the teacher continued with what they’re doing.

The bell rung catching him off guard as his eyes opened not even realizing he had fallen asleep. He covered his ears as he closed his eyes waiting for the ringing to stop. 

He ignored the way his teacher looked at him with concern as he took his hands off his ears aa he quickly started packing up his things and walking straight out the door.

He stopped near the back door, pulling his phone out and saw a recent text from Tim. He raised a brow and opened it, interested in why he wouldn’t just talk to him in person.

Tim

Tim : Hey mind if we meet at the school garden? Just walk out the backdoors and turn to the left, you’ll see it and probably me. 

Will do ! See you :D

He quickly texted back and put his phone back in his pockets before following the instructions given to him. He was internally shaking though because a meet up, after school, after a full day of school where they had plenty of time to talk to each other, why now. Peter was panicking so badly but he took a deep breath and noticed Tim standing there.

Peter approached him and tapped him on the shoulder startling the dude slightly though he tried to hide it. 

"Wanted to meet? Isn't a love confession right because as much as you've got the looks I'd love to get to know you better." Peter spoke first teasing the other as a way to hide his own nervousness.

Tim opened his mouth to say something back but fell quiet as his ears turned red, betraying him once more. This caught Peter off and he leaned slightly closer.

"You alright?" 

"I-.. It's not a love confession alright? Just, you know how we had that post about us holding hands?" He spoke softly trying to explain though he was turning red and it wasn't just his ears.

Peter raised a brow as he backed away and just nodded leaving Tim to continue on.

"So my family saw and are now inviting you over for our family sunday lunch..which is also in someway me inviting you to hangout at my place this weekend if you're okay with that.." He finished leaving Peter surprised.

"Your family..wants to meet me..?" Was all he got out as his face suddenly felt hot.

Tim's family?? Wanting to meet him over that one post ?! They probably thought the two of them were dating ! That sounded hella awkward if Peter knew any better, but the thought of hanging out at a friends house sounded nice. It hasn't been long since he last visited Ned's place yet he wasn't close anymore so a change didn't sound too bad.

The thought of Ned hit Peter hard but he held the thoughts back and smiled at Tim.

"Sounds like you're just trying to drag me down with you, but in all honesty I'd love to hangout with you this Sunday Tim and supposedly meet your family." He said as he watched Tim's shoulders fall seemingly relaxing at Peter's words.

He never noticed how stiff the other was, though he does suppose this was a somewhat awkward topic, meeting the family after they saw a post that can be misinterpreted as a couple post sounded like one huge misunderstanding that Peter was not ready to face but oh well he guesses.

"Hey we'll go down together and you know close enough. Glad you're coming and I promise the food's gonna be amazing ! We'll just pick you up since it's a pretty far ride and these street can get dangerous the later it gets, so send your address Sunday morning." 

"Are we sure you're not just giving me a ride because you wanna know where I live? Should I be expecting random visits are Sunday?" Peter half-joked though he wouldn't put it below them.

"Uhm Steph yea, me and Duke? Occasional if we're in the area."

"And not because you miss me and my 'handsome' face?" He questioned well using his fingers to air quote the handsome part, probably quoting Steph.

"Hmm maybe, but you'd be missing me too so it's fair."

"Sure we can say that."

The two stared into the others eye and in union they laughed, Peter leaning against Tim for support who happily held his ground for them both.

After they both calmed down Peter's phone chimed leading him to check it out.

"I gotta go Tim, but can't wait for our date Sunday !" He exclaimed before suddenly running off, not even giving Tim a chance to respond.

Tim didn't even have any words as he was heavily caught off guard by Peter's words. A date..? 

Peter however didn't even process his own words as he received a text from Aunt May, who he's been waiting to talk to after this whole thing. He was walking while texting, the number one rule he was taught, but this was important since it was Aunt May and he had to make a run for the library to study. 

Peter wasn't one for being in enclosed spaces like so alone, it just wasn't his thing at all especially not after the war..damn was it coming up more often..

Peter couldn't contain his smile as he texted Aunt May, going on and on about his day and how he already made 3 new friends. Aunt May seemed relieved at that fact as she started to ask endless questions about them which Peter happily answered to the best of his abilities. 

Randomly Peter felt a strong grip on his hood, wow twice in a day..if night time counted as the morning technically since it was past 12 then yea twice, but anyways who the heck?

Peter landed against someone's chest, whoever had just pulled him. He hadn't even noticed how his spidey senses were warning him about the car as he was fully immersed in texting Aunt May.

"Watch where you're going kid, that car was ready to hit ya." A voice spoke.

Peter looked up and saw a guy who looked to be towards his really early 20's, black hair with a white streak...

"Skunk..?" He whispered out loud which the other seemed to have caught as he lifted his brow.

"Rude to say towards ya savior kid." He shot back causing Peter to go red from embarrassment.

"Sorry, not what I meant it's just the..hair" He tried explaining.

The other huffed probably unamused as he pushed Peter off of his chest causing Peter to slightly stumble forward though quickly catching himself.

"Hair wasn't a choice and it ain't cause I'm getting old." He said basically reading Peter's mind.

"Oh. Won't question but thanks for the save, my name’s Peter !"

"Right. Ever heard of stranger danger kid?"

"Uh..yea? You kind of just saved my life so what's there to be scared of ?" He explained watching as the other looked at him in complete disbelief.

"You definitely ain't from here. Name's Jason, watch where you're going."

"Jason, cool ! Will do by the way, just got caught up talking to my Aunt !"

"Aunt? You meeting up with her right now cause I'm sure she'd love to hear about how texting her almost got ya killed."

"Would never tell her about this. And nope, she lives back in Queens, New York ! I'm heading to the library actually !"

"...stranger danger kid, stranger danger."

"Saved me so~!"

"I shouldn't have huh."

"Hey !"

"Just saying man, walk with me then since we're heading to the same place."

"And who was talking about stranger danger?"

"Hey. I saved you. Show some respect." He said with sarcasm.

"Wow. My own words against me, fine I'll walk with you M.Skunk !"

"Low blow kid. Whatever we're stopping by for some coffee by the way, my treat. Just don't get runover or killed when I look away."

"And you're not going to poison my drink?"

"Do I seem like the kind of person too?"

"....do you really want me to answer that..."

"Right. I won't."

"Well it wouldn't matter, me and coffee don't even mix well !"

"Hot chocolate?"

"Then yea I'll definitely take you up one your offer !"

"What a little kid, sure just don't get yourself killed."

"Practically an adult right here, but yea no promise." He joked though the other seemed to have taken it a little too seriously.

He didn't say anything more though and simply started walking across the street making Peter follow right behind him though slowly joining his side. He felt familiar but Peter ignored that feeling and just continued their nonstop bickering, it was enjoyable to say the least.

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As the two reached the coffee shop Peter pulled his phone out feeling the need to explain why he he hadn’t responded back to his Aunt May. Jason went a head to go order everything though Peter could still feel his eyes on him, wary maybe that Peter would run or something. It was weird but he didn’t ask, whoever Jason was or his intentions didn’t matter at the moment, his senses were saying it’s safe and Peter felt he was trustworthy. Plus this was Gotham, everything here screams danger and he’s probably nervous since Peter did almost get hit by a car just a couple of minutes ago.

Peter smiled as Aunt May texted back telling him to just be on the lookout before excusing herself. He tucked his phone into his pocket and glanced over to where Jason was waiting. The other was staring, not even trying to hide it and Peter could only look at him confused before walking over.

”I know I almost got hit but we’re in a coffee shop, pretty sure I’ll be fine.”

”Until someone tries to rob the place or a villain breaks out if prison and starts going crazy.”

”Why do villains break out of prison so easily here? Security problem?”

”Nah, if bribed enough the guards will let em roam. So stay on the lookout kid.”

”Not a kid. But will do.”

”Look like a kid, is a kid.” He explained shrugging.

Peter just glared and the other simply half assed smiled at him causing the other to scoff in annoyance though not really.

”So why’re you going to the library?”

”…?…”

”What I’m trying to start a conversation geez.”

”Right sorry..I have homework so need to get it done.”

”Homework? Eugh. This is why I didn’t finish school, sounds horrible.”

”You should never be around kids, seems like a bad influence.”

”Never said I was a good one, but yea no I’d also wouldn’t wanna be around kids. Too emotional, that’s my older brothers thing.”

”Older brother? Woah you have siblings?”

”Not by blood, but sure we can call em that…” He said quietly, his voice turned soft and Peter smiled seeing how much of a softy he probably was underneath.

”Don’t look at me like that kid. I still hate them, just less.”

”Siblings are still siblings so eh. Must be nice to have some company, I’m an only child.” 

“Company my ass, more like endless annoyance. Being an only child sounds like it’d be a pain in the ass though so I see where you’re coming from.”

”Yep ! It’s fine once you got friends though !”

”Friends..nice kid.” He said before noticing their order coming out.

He walked forward first, Peter’s eyes following him as he watched the guy just nod his head towards whoever brought their order out and picked up the tray.

”Four drinks?” Peter asked as he walked towards Jason.

“Mhm. You, me, the librarian and a pain in the ass.”

”So a sibling then?”

”Sure.”

Peter rolled his eyes and just followed Jason who immediately started to walk away not even giving the other a heads up. 

The walk to the library was silent, occasional bickering but not much as Jason was busy drinking his coffee while Peter just held his hot chocolate.

”I didn’t poison it you know that right-?” Jason suddenly spoke as they waited for the cars to pass by.

”I know ! Just not much of a drink and walk type of person.”

”But you’re a text and walk? Geez which ones more dangerous I wonder.”

”It was one time !”

”One time that almost costed you your life.”

Peter was ready to tell him it didn’t, that he’s survived worse but kept his mouth shut realizing how bad that would’ve sounded and just blew raspberries at the other who rolled his eyes and let out a small smirk.

They went silent again as they reached the library, Peter running a head to help open the door for the other since both his hands seem preoccupied. Jason looked at him confused before saying a quick thanks and walking through as Peter quickly followed behind.

Jason sure was a weird guy, but he had humour so Peter doesn’t mind. 

Once they got in a gingered girl came wheeling towards them with a smile plastered on her face before noticing Peter.

”Are you becoming like B…?” She questioned as she stopped infront of the two, her eyes glancing at them both.

”What. Never compare me to him in that matter ever again, we were just heading the same direction.” He grimaced seeming unhappy with the others words.

”Right..Hey there, name’s Barbara but just call me Babs. I’m the librarian so if you ever need help I’ll be here.”

”Nice to meet you Ms. Babs ! I’m Peter.” He said offering a small smill.

”Peter..Right nice to meet you as well.”

”Great formalities aside, is Dick here yet?”

”Nope, he was out in Bludhaven so he’ll be a little extra while.”

”That damn guy. Fine we can start without him.” 

“Mhm sure if you say so, but you’re dealing with his moodiness if he gets ‘upset’. “

”Fine.” He grumbled clearly not excited for when it happens. 

He looks over at Peter as Babs heads to the door behind the front desk.

”Don’t get yourself killed.” Was all he said before walking away.

”See you too Mr. Jason !! uh thanks for the hot chocolate !” Peter semi-yelled as he was still in a library.

Jason just put his hand up to signal he had heard Peter and left behind the same door Babs had.

Peter stood there awkwardly as he held his hot chocolate, he ended up taking a seat at an empty chair near the back as he started to pull out his notebook and laptop. His hot chocolate sat there and he glanced over at it before finally taking a sip. 

It was warm, not cold just yet and it made Peter smile. It didn’t taste the same as the one Aunt May would make, it didn’t taste the same as the one him and MJ would buy together on their little coffee ‘dates’. 

Peter never realized how much he would miss the moments, he always thought he would get to make more memories with them. He did. Just..not right now. Not for a good while. He was stuck in Gotham, it had only been a day and a half since he left but gosh did it feel longer.

He hadn’t had the time to text them, call them, anything. He was planning on it yesterday and yet he had let himself get distracted. He ended up texting Tim all night and Peter loved it, but were his priorities changing? Why didn’t he think for just a second to maybe text them too. He let himself get too caught up in it, it just felt..wrong. Like he was putting the wrong thing first.

Yea, it wasn’t his fault. This wasn’t a big deal, no Peter was just adjusting. He was making new friends because he’d be here for a while and yet..what if they were waiting for a text? What if they were waiting to talk to Peter and he only thought of them now? He forgot about them and got caught up with someone new, someone he had just met.

Peter’s heart started to beat faster, he felt overwhelmed with thoughts, he couldn’t breath. He sat there shaking, the hot chocolate in his hands threatening to spill if he squeezed it any tighter. 

His brain was betraying him, feeding him with thoughts he’s been holding back since this morning. His mind led him back to the war, the time he died for what felt like seconds yet we’re actually five whole years. The time where he turned into dust, where it felt painless for everyone and yet his body ached. His regeneration trying so hard to keep him together, to heal his whole body as it quickly disappeared. It hurt. It was like he was getting ripped to pieces while someone else tried to put him back together wrong. Pit pieces that didn’t fit together, forcing him to be whole again.

The thought made Peter want to vomit, it felt disgusting to remember about it all. Where so many people could’ve lost their lives, where so many people did lose their lives. He hated it, he hated the thought, the fact it did happen and yet no one but them would remember it, understand the pain and trauma that cane with it. 

Peter felt the hot chocolate spill onto his hand, he felt it drip down onto his uniform, down his arm. It felt wrong, weird, the warmness threatening to burn him alive instead. His vision blurred, he struggled to keep his senses straight, to not break the table with his fist. He held it in, trying to catch his breath as the tears flooded down. 

His other hand pressed a little too hard against the table, cracking it ever so slightly. His breathing pattern was rigid, ready to stop completely, ready to not catch even the slightest of air.

Suddenly a hand pressed down on Peter’s shoulder. It was firm, warm, not a warning that he was caught or in trouble, but comforting to remind him that he was still surrounded by others yet it was okay. It was holding him down, trying to ground him and bring him back to reality.

”Hey kid, let’s breath in for 4 alright?”

Peter didn’t know who was talking to him but he could feel the others tone, he was worried, scared. So he did as he was told, as best as he could. He took what air he could as the other counted for him.

”Hold it in for 7, you’re getting there.”

Peter closed his eyes to focus only weakly nodding his head. He held his breath in, the other counting for him.

”Now out for 8.”

Peter let out his air, his heart beat slowly calming down as he loosened his grip on the hot chocolate and slowly opened his eyes.

”Hey you did it man. What do you think? Can you speak clearly, breath better?” The man questioned, his hand still holding a firm grip on Peter’s shoulder.

“Y-yea..thanks..”

”Of course. Should we try something else to help stabilize? You don’t seem too calm just yet..” The other offered as he pulled the chair next to Peter out.

Peter could only nod, placing his trust in the other to help further.

”Okay. What are 5 things you can see?” The other asked softly as he sat down next to Peter though his hand never loosened it’s grip.

”You..the bookshelf..the uh..” He said as his eyes darted around the room.

”Take your time, don’t stress.”

”The red clock, my laptop and..a book on the floor.” 

“Great, 4 things you can hear?”

Peter focused trying not to hear too far out as his breathing was following it’s normal style.

”The clock ticking, someone using the computer..uhm..your voice..? and Mr.Jason speaking..”

The other couldn’t help but raise a brow at Peter’s words probably confused on how he could hear Jason, but didn’t press him and continued on.

”3 things you can feel?”

Your hand on my shoulder, the hot chocolate dripping down my arm and the floor under my foot because my foot won’t stop tapping.” He said as he came to a realization that his foot was indeed tapping on the floor.

The other couldn’t help but smile watching Peter realize before speaking once more.

”2 things you can smell?”

“My hot chocolate and the books..if that makes sense..?”

”Mhm, now 1 thing you can taste.”

”Something salty..?” He questioned as it hit him, he was crying.

Peter flushed red as he used his free hand to wipe away the tears coming down his face while the other let out a soft chuckle.

”No need to be ashamed kid, glad you’re back with us now though.”

”Mm..thanks Mister..”

”Call me Dick !”

”I-..? Uhm thinks Mr.Dick.. I’m Peter” He said trying to mask his confusion over the others name.

Dick could tell and only give him a smile before finally taking his hand off of Peter’s shoulder. He leaned against his chair and sighed out of relief.

”You had me stressed for a second there Peter. Not often do I see a kid breakdown like that here in this library.” He said calmly though his voice still sounded a little worried.

”Yea sorry..I uhm..”

”You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

”No it’s fine..I just moved here and it’s hard to adjust..that’s it but I’m fine.” 

“You move with family at least kid?”

”I uh..my parents are kinda dead so can’t really.” He joked though he saw how Dick’s face darkened and realized he picked the wrong crowd.

”You alone then?”

”Yea, but my uncle and close..family friends visit often.” He explains though it has yet to happen.

“Family friends..? Good enough kid, just watch yourself okay? Here’s my number, if you ever need someone to talk to.” Dick said as he grabbed a pen and a pack of sticky notes out of his small bag.

Peter wasn’t one to question but those sure were kind of odd fo carry around..ok maybe not a pen but sticky notes? 

He watched as Dick started to write down his number and ripped the sticky note off of the others before handing it over to Peter.

”Text or call whenever alright? Consider this my way of asking you to be my friend.” He said with a smile.

”Becoming friends with an old person sure wasn’t on my bucket list but okay !” Peter said attempting at another joke as he took the sticky note.

Dick faked gasped as he put his hands over his heart acting hurt..it reminded him of Steph. 

“Hey ! I’ll have you know I’m only in my 20’s so I’m not that old !”

”Anything past 25 seems old to me.” Peter shrugged.

”Well I beat it by 1 year. I’m 26 excuse you and that’s pretty young !”

”If it makes you feel better then sure, but thanks Mr. Dick..really.” He said suddenly going all soft.

The other put his hand on Peter’s head and ruffled his hair.

”Sure kid and just call me Dick, no need for formalities.”

Peter could only nod as he watched Dick retract his hand and stand up, pushing his chair in and putting the pen and sticky notes back in his bag.

”Jason probably told you but I’m supposed to be meeting up with him and Babs so I gotta go. Nice talking to you though Petes.” He explained.

”Yea he did mention you. You must be his brother he told me about.” Peter said thinking back to his previous conversation with Jason.

That made Dick freeze as he looked over to where Jason was and smiled a small soft one.

”He did? Good to know, thanks Petes.” He said with no explanation behind it before walking away excitedly.

Peter doesn’t know why he apologized and also doesn’t know why he feels a little bad for telling Dick that but ignores the feeling. 

He looks down at his sleeve which was still wet and sighed knowing getting rid of the stain was gonna be a pain in the ass. He got up to grab some tissues to clean up whatever was on his arm and the small bit that ended up falling on the table.

Peter wiped it off to the best of his abilities and threw it out knowing he’d have to apologize to Babs before he left. Maybe he’ll just text Dick to if their meeting goes on for too long though..

He sighs and sits down as he opens his laptop and connects to the free wifi. He had work to do even if he was still feeling a little down, so he pulled himself together and did what was needed. He occasionally did take small sips of the hot chocolate, not wanting it and Jason’s money to go to waste though it was slightly colder now it wasn’t that bad. 

He focused in on his small research project and jotted notes down when needed feeling fully immersed. 

As time passed he ended up not realizing how much time had passed until he heard a door creak open with three familiar voices filing within his reduced earshot.

”Whatever that brat told you was a lie Dick, let it go.”

”Nope ! Never I’m forever teasing you with this little wing !”

”Ugh I hate you sometimes.”

”I’d believe you if you hadn’t called me your older brother !!” 

“It was all an illusion. Shut up !”

”You dug your own grave Jason.”

”How was I supposed to know the kid would tell him? Heck how was I supposed to know this asshole was gonna meet the kid ?!”

“It’s Dick, what else do you expect.”

”To be a little less annoying.”

”You love when I annoy you little wing, don’t lie.”

”I’m going to actually hit you with my motorcycle.”

”Nah you wouldn’t even be able to catch me.”

”Is that a challenge?”

“You both are not playing cat and mouse with a whole ass motorcycle. I’m going to tell B.”

”Like I care.”

”It would be all him not me !”

”I’m telling A too.”

”I hate this family, fine.”

”Still his fault..”

”You guys fight like little kids someti-..Is that Peter?” 

Peter raised his head as he heard his voice, he started to look around wondering who mentioned him before seeing Babs waving over at him.

”Peter you’re still here?” She questioned as she approached him with Jason and Dick following behind.

”Ah yea, gotta get good grades you know?”

”Good grades as in you researched something for 4 whole hours?” Jason questioned as he picked up Peter’s notebook which was filled with notes.

”Good job Petes ! Work hard and don’t get into trouble.” Dick said smiling.

”He failed the second part. He was texting his Aunt and almost got hit by a car earlier.” Jason pointed out causing the two other adults to look at him confused.

”And I’m only aware of this now?” Babs asked looking slightly offended.

”What did you really think I picked up a stray?”

”Uh..yes.”

”..”

”Can we move back to where you mentioned him almost getting hit? Are you okay?”

”I said almost. Dick the kid’s fine and in one piece.”

”Mhm perfectly fine.”

”Fine enough that you had a panic attack?” Dick questioned as he observed Peter who looked away to avoid eye contact.

”Panic attack? Since when?” Babs said looking over at Peter who was now avoiding eye contact with her as well.

”Before I joined in with you guys, I caught Peter here having a panic attack.”

”And you’re only telling us now?”

”What?! I had already dealt with it and if he wanted to he would’ve told you guys !”

”You still ended up telling us.”

”That was before I found out he almost got hit by a car !” Dick said trying to defend himself though both Jason and Babs looked unimpressed.

”Seriously Peter are you okay?” Babs asked calmly as she placed a hand on Peter’s shoulder.

It felt just like Dick’s. It was comforting and warm, he could feel her worry, he could hear their hearts beating, steady but nervous.

”I’m fine Ms. Babs. Like I told Dick, I’m just getting used to living here..alone..” He said quietly.

Babs squeezed his shoulder just slightly tighter as comfort, Jason’s eyes lowered to observe the boy’s leg which was tapping aggressively much to Peter’s dismay even if he hadn’t noticed.

”Babs. If Dick gets to be called just his name then me too okay? I have a feeling you’ll be visiting often too.” She teased with a soft smile. 

“Yea probably..Babs.” He said with a small smile back.

”If you ever need help Peter, text me alright. If I can’t help out then these two can. Right Jason.” Dick said as he looked towards the guy who met his gaze.

”I promise I’m fine Dick, you don’t need to-“

”He can reach out to me himself. He doesn’t need to do it through you.” Jason said cutting Peter off.

Dick grinned at his words causing the other to roll his eye.

”Sure whatever you say J, we all know you just have a soft spot for him now.” He teased.

”More like responsibility, I saved the kid.” He shot back with a glare even if Dick wasn’t affected.

”Well that settles it. You have our numbers if you ever need it alright?” Babs said cutting in the twos conversation.

”Uh sure..thanks.” Peter said feeling slightly weirded out in a good way.

It was like he just found some older siblings ti rely on, it was sortive funny to him but he wouldn’t tell them that outloud.

As Babs closed up the library, Jason ended up putting his phone number in Peter’s contact while Dick out Bab’s in for her instead. 

Dick offered to give Peter a ride which he declined saying he would be fine walking. Jason however was feeling stubborn about it as he mentioned once more about how Peter had almost gotten hit by a car and was likely to get mugged or dragged into something much more dangerous, it was Gotham after all.

With his logic Peter was forced to accept Dick’s offer and ended up getting dropped off instead of walking himself. Peter would probably never admit it but he was thankful he took the ride because though he said no he himself was worried about getting lost and brought into some kind of fight. He could protect himself of course but he wanted to keep it on a down low and it was hard to avoid cameras.

He said his goodbyes and goodnights to the other two before riding with Dick and getting dropped off. As he said his farewells to Dick he couldn’t help but let out a smile. Though he experienced a near death situation, even if he probably would’ve lived through it, and had a small panic attack, he was able to get closer with the others. In Peter’s book that was a win, it felt nice to have people to rely on.

Since well..his usuals were further away.

Peter cleared his mind of the thoughts feeling too tired to even express then and opened his apartment room. He took a quick shower and laid in bed, it was comfy but just wasn’t right. It wasn’t home, not yet and maybe never. Yet, the people who surrounded Peter here in Gotham, yea they were closer to home then Peter could ever get. He smiled as he drifted off into sleep, he had people to call friends and some were older sure but they treated him with care. That’s all that matters.

Chapter Text

Tim had almost once again pulled an all nighter having gotten off patrol around 1 because Alfred refused to let them out late on school nights. Right after showering he went ahead and finished his homework and worked on cases that just so happened to be laying on his desk. He normally would've done the homework part right after school but he had gotten distracted texting a certain brunette and it was easy so he didn't mind anyways. 

Tim stared at his roof as he lied down finally, the clock just reaching 5 am. He couldn't fight off the sleep anymore having stayed up two nights in a row already, coffee wasn't helping anymore or at least right now. So he closed his eyes, his lamp still shining dimly, he knows he'll get a small scolding from A but he can handle it. He feels..peaceful  right now, kinda excited for tomorrow for once, like there's something worth waking up for. It's nice.

By the time it was morning Tim felt exhausted, sure 2 hours was horrible but it was enough rest to function for the rest of the day, enough for him specifically. His alarm buzzed through the room, annoying the absolute shit out of him as he reached an arm over to turn it off, forcing himself up. He felt sluggish but he powered through it, he usually didn't care if he was slow because being late never mattered. Now though? He had to be a good tour guide and show up early just for his tourist.

The morning passed by and he was now standing with Duke and Steph by the front, they were chilling and poking fun at one another until Steph turned her head the other way noticing Peter. Her eyes lit up and she within the blink of an eye, ran right towards the poor guy, maybe getting ready to trample him.

In Steph's defense, Peter just had that force field around him that pulled her towards him. Not in the way Tim was being pulled in though, she'll pass as she already has her amazing freaking girlfriend. Peter was someone she clicked with and hey he may not know about her secret and the rests, but he did know her. Not the girl behind that mask. Stephanie. And that's all that matters. 

So when she saw him she couldn't help but feel a bit of excitement and ran towards him. She sped through wanting to beat Tim and Duke because if Tim got to him first then she wouldn't even be able to hug Peter at most, which was a huge nope in her book.

As she approached, she forced herself to an extreme stop just a few inches away from Peter who looked ready to catch her. It kind of made her giggle on the inside. 

”Peter you’re finally here ! Don’t worry I won’t tackle a handsome like you, it’s usually on Tim I find tackling funny.” Steph says to reassure the man even though she herself didn't seem to sure, and Peter too apparently.

She noticed him open his mouth before shutting it and looking behind her slowly turning red in the process, it was Tim, she thought.

Suddenly Peter looked back at her seemingly remembering to respond which made Steph smile though he didn't seem to notice.

”Sorry just noticed the other two who practically bit your dust Steph, never knew you were a runner.” He joked well giving her a thumbs up which made her grin happily.

She grabbed his hands holding them tightly as she jumped excitedly.

”Hell yea ! You should see me run for track or something !! Hell I’ll even race Tim just to show you.” She says happily which earned a small chuckle from Peter.

Steph by all means meant it though because if it in any way possible meant she could show off and beat Tim then sign her up !!

Suddenly she saw Tim's hand pull Peter's hands out of her grasp and hold it instead. Steph couldn't help but furrow her brows as he stopped her amazing handshake and bragging sesh.

”I wouldn’t touch her hand Peter, who knows when she last washed her hands.” Tim said teasingly as he raised a brow making it look like a genuine question as well.

Steph couldn't help but feel heavily offended at his words because mind you she was totally a lady ! 

Tim himself just wasn't too sure because though she does come in and out of the manor as she pleases, not often has he seen her wash her hands. He finds it slightly concerning actually, but he won't pry and ask..or after at least.

Duke was simply finding the whole situation amusing, like he was watching some weird rom-com except Steph was just gonna be the supposed girl character coming inbetween the main couple even though she was a lesbian and already had a girlfriend. He can't lie though Tim's words 100% did pique his interest because when was the last time Steph washed her hands, he wouldn't know since he doesn't pay that close of attention but hey he can still be curious regardless.

”I’ll have you know loverboy that I washed these right after breakfast because I like making Alfred proud !” Steph shot back huffing and turning her head pretending to be hurt though she was indeed 100% offended still.

Tim raised a brow ready to say something against her before Duke ended up speaking first.

”You mean you’re breakfast yesterday ? Didn’t you tell us earlier how you skipped breakfast out of excitement to meet up with Petes here?” Duke stepped in going against Steph as he recalled her words just 10 minutes ago.

Steph felt and looked completely betrayed at Duke's words and rolled her eyes.

Tim couldn't help but let out a chuckle while Peter couldn’t hold back his smile.

Steph noticed Peter's reaction and decided to continue rolling with it just for the entertainment.

”Okay maybe it was yesterday, maybe it wasn’t. Now stop interrogating me ! When was the last time you guys washed your hands huh?” She challenged as she placed her hands on her hips looking proud, except she could sense her future self eating her words.

”After I ate breakfast, today.” Tim emphasizing the last word on purpose, earning a scoff from Steph.

Tim was always big on hygiene, hell Dick would bother the absolute hell out of him if he didn't brush his teeth which may be different but it was basically the same thing. Also because he could feel Alfred's stare when he finished breakfast, seemingly expecting him to wash his hands without anyone else needing to advise him.

”Same dude ! Like you said Steph, gotta make Alfred proud and that means not lying.” Duke said cheekily.

He couldn't make Alfred disappointed ! Plus always nice to have some simple hygiene you know? 

She rolled her eyes having expected their answers miles away before looking over at Peter who just seemed to be enjoying the entertainment. She saw him notice her gaze and he took seemed to have understood.

”I also washed them after breakfast today, had to after I washed the dishes.” Peter simply said much to Steph’s dismay.

Steph was about to say something before quickly closing her mouth, having noticed Tim do the same except he gave Peter a look which made her glance over towards Duke who had the same thought. They both let out a small ft of laughter having thought of the exact same thing and acting on it in the same manner too. They qucikly gained composure after but the thought didn't seem to leave eithers head.

Steph felt a little loss on Peter's words, not because he washed dishes, no she understood that kids had to help around the house. It was the way he said it. Steph sure as hell isn't a detective like the Wayne siblings, but hell she saw how his eyes averted any of theirs and how his stance changed slightly...Yea she might've picked up on a small thing from hanging out with Cass too much, but they're dating so who cares..!!

Peter seemed upset about it, reminiscing about something..it was odd.. The two seemed to notice and she's sure Tim will get answers so she'll wait then. She didn't want to assume things.

Duke thought the same way, it wasn't the body language that stuck out to him but Peter's tone. It felt upset, like something was missing. Duke could understand but in a different sense, or so he hopes. It was like when he first came to the Wayne manor, he felt lost, like he was missing out on something big or something. Peter just felt lost in general, identity wise maybe too? He didn't know, but he can wait to figure it out. He doesn't wanna assume either, wasn't his thing.

Tim however felt the mix of both, he saw Peter avoid eye contact, how his eyes immediately darted towards the ground avoiding their gazes, afraid they'd notice. He felt Peter's hand grab his just a little tighter. Peter obviously didn't notice himself seeming too caught up in avoidance, but Tim felt it and saw it. He heard how lost Peter felt, like it wasn't new in general, just new here. Like he was getting used to something again, but too soon, too sudden. 

He squeezed Peter's hand back which caught the other's attention, and Tim looked at him like he wanted to know. He needed to. Peter seemed to understand and his grip lessened ever so much. 

Suddenly Tim heard Steph and Duke laugh, supposedly at them, of course at them, these two could never get enough of their fantasies. 

It brought them all out of their own deep thought and they continued to joke around, Tim poking fun and them for laughing and basically shaking the whole ground. It was the distraction they needed before someone's mind swallowed them whole.

As the bell rung all eyes fell on Peter who cringed at the sound but not going into full panic as he was holding his own ground. In the end, the group had to split since Steph and Duke's first class were in the opposite direction of Peter and Tim's. They'll be teasing Tim about this later, but they noticed how he continued to hold onto Peter's hand with a firm grip, like he was worried to let go.

So teasing him, they both thought while giving each other a sideways glance and laughing about it.

Tim however didn't even notice he was still holding onto Peter's hand as he hadn't even tried to take a single step away from the guy, he was practically glued to Peter's side. Also in his defense they were standing there talking, and Steph had previously almost tackled the poor dude and has twice already grabbed his hand much to Tim's dismay.

So yes, he was going to hold Peter's hand if it meant Steph couldn't, hey she stole his job and sister, so she could steal his friend if she tried.

“How do you…usually deal with loud noises Peter? Not to sound mean or anything just curious since you know, the bell catches you pretty off guard like every time.” Tim questioned, looking over at Peter who met his gaze and gave an awkward smile.

Tim was just ever so lightly curious since there's no way he would be able to live with the super hearing, especially if he came from New York. It sounded like hella overstimulation. 

”I usually wear these headphones, great noise canceling that my uncle built in for me. I had them with me yesterday but honestly I forgot I even had them.” The other explained looking embarrassed.

Tim hummed as he thought about Peter's words. He would've normally teased him over it, but he had some investigating let's say to figure out first.

”And today?” He asked as he looked down at the other's neck only to find the red pair of headphones missing.

”Huh?” Peter questioned as he looked down too.

”Oh. Today I forgot them, they tend to be misplaced often and I didn’t have enough time to search for them.”

”Mhm..” 

That was one thing down, but it wasn't the main topic.

”…?”

”You okay Tim?”

”Huh..? Oh it’s just, about earlier. Do you usually do dishes in the morning?”

”Oh that ! No not really, just after I moved here, since I live alone I kind of have to do it or I’ll just end up with a pile of dishes.”

”Oh makes se-.. ALONE??” He said as he raised his voice just a little.

Tim stopped and stared at Peter looking slightly concerned. Alone? In Gotham? Are his parents dumb? Or..adoptive parents..? Whatever guardian he has, it's not too likely since he's from Queens, but it's always a possibility. 

”Yea..? I’m practically an adult anyways so it’s whatever.” The other says calmly as he starts walking again, pulling Tim along. 

”I mean sure but this is Gotham, that’s like super fucking dangerous.” Tim said defensively.

He would know of course.

”Maybe but it’s fine, aren’t there vigilantes here? I’m sure I can rely on them.” Peter said with a smile which had once again caught Tim off guard.

'Vigilantes..? Has Peter heard of them, seen them? Does he know? Is he a huge fan? Please tell me he likes Red Robin please..' Tim's mind started to fill with many thoughts and possibilities as he was unsure of how knowledgeable Peter was on the vigilantes of Gotham.

He then snapped out of it and looked over at Peter realizing he needed to say something, the other could probably hear his heartbeat. Gosh darn it. Him and his super hearing. 

“Right..Yea you can rely on them ! I bet Red Robin would save you right away.” He said trying to joke even if he meant the last part.

The relying..yea sure everyone in the Batfamily was reliable when it came to crime fighting. BUT. If B were to ever found out about a meta-human running around, trying to mix in with the high schoolers, talking to him, Duke and Steph. He's bound to think something's up.

Actually another reason he's nervous for Sunday dinner. Tim just hopes that somehow Bruce would miss it because as much as he loves having the whole...sortive family.. at the dinner table, he would like Peter to at least enjoy his first ever dinner at the manor.

”Red Robin? Not really an original name but I’ve hard he’s pretty handsome !” Peter supposedly jokes except it takes Tim off guard anyways.

His ears turned a slight red before he calmed himself down not wanting Peter to know about how embarrassed he is because his heartbeat was beating insanely before he caught it and relaxed. He knew it worked as he watched Peter's shoulders relax, man was this guy an open book.

“Yea..name is just Robin’s but with Red ahah..How can you even tell he’s handsome? I’ve never seen a good photo of that guy or even the others at least once ! Maybe not Batman or Nightwing actually, there’s some.” Tim said as he actually thought about it.

He has some good photos of Batman and Nightwing...or Nightwing when he was younger saved somewhere, but that was it. The rest weren't actually out there existing like now, but Tim's sure he would be able to snap some good shots of them. At the same time, it was true though. There were no good quality photos of the rest as they always moved too fast and hid well. 

Being caught on camera was risky since any small detail could have them linked towards their civilian identities which was a big no. As much as their costumes hid them well, one good shot could ruin it. All it took was for Dick to pull out a move only he could do and boom Tim had found it out and linked his identity to Bruce so it was free game. 

Suddenly Peter let out a laugh which caught Tim's attention, having him snap out of his train of thought. He looked over at the other shocked having forgotten he was still walking side-by-side with the other before letting a smile slip out as he watched the other found some type of amusement just from watching Tim think.

The rest of the walk was quiet after that, Tim’s curiosity was satisfied and Peter seemed comfortable, both of them seeming to enjoy the rest of their silent walk.

When they sat down for class the small talk between them grew quieter but their conversation never died down, their hands always brushing against one another as their eyes hardly left the others. 

Nothing went unseen by their classmates, the two boys noticed but neither said nor did anything about it only minding the others presence. Peter didn't seem to care one bit so neither did Tim. He would deal with it if anything serious came from it, but their classmates could have their fun for now. Who cares about rumors, no one would know if it were true or fake, only they did and that's not their problem.

As class ended the two left as soon as their things were packed unlike the day before where they got caught in all the teasing. 

Their second class together was basically the same thing except they had paid more attention in class. They shared the occasional comments and jokes but nothing further since Tim noticed Peter had no intention of starting a full conversation and to be honest neither did he. Maybe they just liked the class more who knows.

Right after class they had went ahead and visited both their lockers which weren't too far from one another before meeting up with the other two. Tim took the lead for that as Steph wouldn't stop bothering him about it that morning, saying how Duke was showing Peter their next class anyways. 

Steph was seen running down the halls as Duke speed walked calmly behind her, he did it just enough to keep up but didn't overtake her. 

As soon as Steph saw Peter and Tim in their designated spot she immediately went and jump hugged Peter which she noticed hadn't caught him off guard as he looked fully prepared to catch her. She didn't question it but definitely noticed and would be bringing it up the next time her and Tim were alone. 

Duke couldn't help but feel ever so slightly bad for Peter as he watched the dude basically brace himself since Steph had what we could call tackling, him.

Tim was clearly unimpressed as he knew it would happen much to his dismay. He noticed Peter looking around self aware that something or someone would be coming his way and Tim was sure to add that to his file on Peter...I mean what..?

Steph had given Tim a look while Tim glared at her in return, he did get the message though as she was clearly curious on it all. Damn Cass.

Duke had caught the twos stare down while prying Steph off of Peter who didn't seem to notice a thing, bless the poor guys soul. He himself had caught the memo and dragged Peter away with him to class, only saying a small goodbye.

"Spill." Was all Steph said as she crossed her arms, raising a brow.

"Take a guess Steph, I'm sure you'll figure it out." Tim had challenged.

"Seeing as Duke didn't say anything or give a look, he's clearly a meta isn't he?"

"Yes. No idea what his powers are so don't even ask, but we can tell it has something to do with prediction."

"Right makes sense. So..B doesn't know then?"

"No, he can figure it out himself."

"Of course you'd say that even though you clearly told everyone not to dig into his personal background." Steph recalled yesterdays group chat talk.

Tim only rolled his eyes at her realization.

"And you really think he'd listen?" He asked though it honestly didn't sound like a question in Steph's opinion.

Tim was slightly curious but he knew the answer.

"Don't make me pull a Dick on you right now."

"Don't tell me you believe whatever he says. I love him, but..it's Dick." Tim said as his tone changed just a little.

Steph understood him, Dick had always been the starring son who could probably do no wrong. That was how he seemed to always be viewed by well...all of the Wayne brothers.

"You know Dick, he'll say what he believes. He isn't wrong probably, B does respect you guys enough to not get involved in any shape or form."

"Ugh you do sound like him." Tim said half-jokingly making Steph roll her eyes.

"Hey I'm being comforting right now." She said with pride.

She just wanted to be of help somehow, she believed it herself because even if she's not actually apart of the family she sure does see what happens between them. Also Cass tells her about it all the time, it's something she likes to share and Steph is always willing to listen.

Tim knew she could be true..or Dick he guesses, but he just doesn't wanna..no he can't find it in himself to believe it. When it comes to Bruce, sure he loves him and his considered brothers, but respecting their boundaries, personal life, stuff like that? It wasn't so easy with him. He'll dig into it all with whatever information given to him, he always thinks they're hiding things, he isn't called one of the worlds best detectives for a reason.

"Thanks for the comfort Steph, but I'll believe it when I see it." He says finalizing the conversation, one because he wasn't going to force himself into hope when there was a chance it'd crumble and two because class was about to begin.

Steph let out a small smile and placed a hand on Tim's shoulder squeezing it.

"If it makes it any better, I bet B hardly reads the group chat and by the time he does it'll probably be a whole nother topic." She says in an attempt to lighten the mood.

Tim acknowledges that and gives out a small smile back.

"Yea true to that. He'll need his reading glasses to read all those texts from the last view days and we all know B hates hi reading glasses." He jokes back which makes the other laugh a little.

"Exactly ! Dick always says he'll do anything to avoid using them." She explains.

At that the two part ways. 

Steph could only hope that Tim wouldn't doubt Bruce too much, but she knows he knows that Bruce does love him. She also thinks back to Peter, this guy was sure to cause some type of drama or something within the big extended family, but she's willing to stand by his side. She didn't mention it earlier, but she could tell how worried he was for her if he didn't catch her. It was a small sweet action that she'll remember. 

Tim on the other hand left behind the though of Bruce digging into Peter's past and all of that, it was a situation he was prepared for. He for sure knew that even if he and Peter didn't end up dating in the future that they'd still stay good friends, so he may as well help out the guy when he get's dragged into all the family drama.

Duke now who was bombarding Peter with questions could only hope the other two figured out whatever they had to. He hadn't told Steph about Peter because it was more of a Tim problem if anything, as much as he enjoyed Peter's company in class his family just had to be first.

He noticed how Peter avoided some questions and he could only guess of how bad of a liar the other was. He laughed at the thought of him trying to lie for the life of him and miserably failing, it was a hella funny thought.

His class with Peter just had to be one of his favorites because the way Peter cracked him up was the best. Dude really knows how to joke. He tried his best to stay quiet but he knows damn well they were both real fucking loud because of the way his classmates stared which was a-okay ! Duke was used to the stares having been well..different. Comes with the racism and the whole thing about living with the Wayne family, it was still honestly weird but the stares weren't. Not anymore.

What Duke loved most about his class with Peter though was how easily the dude got embarrassed because someone tell him why the smallest mention of him and Tim would get the Peter red so quickly. If they do end up dating, Peter is sadly never ever living this down, too good to let go man !

He watched the other try to shoot something back but utterly fail as words didn't seem to come out which Duke found hilarious. Peter was such a weird guy, but hey he's hella freaking funny so Duke will take it and plus to him, it felt nice having someone close to. Sure Peter had Steph and Tim too, but Duke was included which felt weird in it's own way. The other's always have their own friends who often shared friendships with others in the family and Duke well being new wasn't exactly knowing to the others, but now he was part of the circle so he'll take it. New friends are still friends.

As class came to an end, Peter's stomach happened to grumble like it was waiting for it which made Duke laugh a little. The guy sure had an appetite, probably came with the whole meta thing even if they weren't sure of his powers just yet. It's a later thing for Tim to figure out.

The two walked calmly to the cafeteria where Steph and Tim were already waiting, Duke not even surprised the two had beat them. Steph was on the track team for a reason and Tim's just being mysterious.

Steph had quite literally ran over to beat Tim to their lunch spot but of course he had beaten her, fucking asshole.  She was so prepared to show Peter all of the best foods the caf was serving today, it was like her new life mission goal and she's sure Peter can eat it all if he was a meta or a foodie at the least !!

Tim totally didn't run to the cafeteria just so he could beat Steph and make it there early, that was so for sore losers. Yup. 

They sat down and chatted before grabbing some food, this time Steph only showing Peter the absolute best in her opinion, completely ignoring how the poor guy's tray was getting full again.

Tim was prepared to stop her, but he was so sure that Peter had a fast metabolism since even if he did take home leftover yesterday, a good chunk of the food was eaten and he's sure no normal human could eat that much in such a short amount of time.

Duke may or may not have taken some small photos of Steph piling food while Peter could only stare at her blankly while seeming tot rust her opinion, oh boy was he in for a ride. He usually would've told Peter to say no if he wanted but he didn't wanna accidently push the man into a spot where he thinks he has to say no just to look normal. Duke's pretty sure the dude needs to eat because who knows where else you could eat so much for free.

”Steph if you’re trying to stuff the guy you’re doing one hell of a good job.” Duke pointed out as he tilted his head up slightly just to see what was at the top.

He knows the guy needs to eat but geez...He hopes he doesn't get a stomach ache or anything.

”I’m being a good tour guide and showing him what all the good stuff is !” She defended as she kicked him under the table earning a yelp from the other.

She totally knew what he needed ! It was everything good and probably the perfect amount, fuck hiding as long as you're healthy !!

”And then what shoving him in your pocket once he’s all stuffed?” Tim said unamused while getting up to grab tissues because he's pretty sure Duke is ready to start a food fight after that kick.

”More like you’re pocket, but sure we can go with that.” She shot back with a tease, grinning as Tim’s ears turned red at the tip.

'Hey, he dug himself his own grave with that comment', Steph thought to herself.

Duke snickered at her tease clearly having expected it because even if he couldn't read her mind he sure as hell understood what she was thinking about and agrees. He so dug his own grave.

Peter could only give out a small huff and rolled his eyes looking unamused as well even if the blush on his cheeks were saying something else.

”Pete here would 100% love spending time with me then either of you guys ! Right Parker.” She said turning her head to face him with a non-serious serious face.

In all honesty, she wasn't expecting much of an answer because she wasn't actually sure of where her and Peter's friendship was exactly plus him and Tim seemed to be real close in the other way too but you know..!!

Tim and Duke looked between the two clearly expecting a different answer.

Tim took pride in their newly found friendship and Duke was prepared for him to tease Steph back by maybe asking why she thought that or something.

But no.

”Yep, you’re definitely my fav Steph !” He answered back leaving the two guys in complete shock.

Tim 100% felt hurt though not seriously as STEPH OVER HIM? Alright. 

Steph was actually taken a back from his response, looking at him like he just recited a whole poetry for her because uhm hell yea.

Duke wasn't expecting it but was ready for the drama.

”Not cool dude ! I thought we had some bromance going on.” Duke said jokingly earning a glare from you know who.

It was true to some degree, just homies who could so kiss and blame it on bromance trust. Well until after Peter and Tim start dating but hey that's a future thing so he'll have his fun.

”Bromance my ass, pretty sure it’s one sided Duke.” Tim said.

He definitely could believe the bromance and was 100% not against it, but he'll pretend he is anyways. 

”Yea one sided on Peter’s part because everyone’s gotta love me !” 

Big lie because if anything it was on Duke's part ! Peter was just that cool of a guy one could say.

”Who’s everyone cause i’m sure it ain’t me.”

”You’re just you ! Number 1 hater to everyone except Peter, loverboy.” 

“Okay both of you stop fighting over my mans, he just called me his favorite.” Steph chimed in receiving glares from the both.

Like honestly what are they children? Peter said it so he meant it, not her fault at all.

”Shut up lesbian !”

Okay rude ?! She's so their favorite lesbian !! maybe not for Tim but hey...

”Are you being homophobic? To your sisters girlfriend of all people, woah low blow man !”

”Yea well my sisters girlfriend seems to be collecting guys behind her back right now.”

”Hey ! If anything Cass would so like him too so your arguments invalid !”

”She does have a point man, you’re just jealous she’s his favorite.”

'This guy ! Pick a side will you?' Tim thought as he sent him a glare

”Who’s side are you on? You just said you guys had a bromance !?”

”One sided ! And I’m on my own side excuse you.”

”One sided my absolute fucking ass, you’re both jealous admit it !”

Steph was ready to just shove them both off a cliff because Peter said it so conversation over !! Like hello ?1?!

”So one sided and Tim’s the one who’s jealous not me ! Boom I just admitted for you lover boy.” 

"I am anything but jealous. It's not my fault Steph practically pressured him into agreeing !"

"Pressuring? HEY ! I would never do that excuse you,"

"No but you would though."

"Nope never. Tim would though !"

"Would not ! Only person I ever pressured was Dick and he just laughed it off."

"Dick's him, what do you want from the poor guy."

"To stop pressuring me into drinking water."

"You big baby, learn how to care for yourself and then he will."

"Hey you have a bad obsession with not washing your hands."

"It was one time ! Which was today actually so it doesn't count."

"Pretty sure it does Steph..I'm telling A."

"ONCE YOU PEOPLE !?!"

"One too many times you mean."

"Oh shut up you damn stalker."

"I'M A DETECTIVE."

"And I'm really Bumblebee !!"

"Yea, you are."

"It was a joke bro !"

"Your a joke."

"Is that it?"

"..."

"Shut up."

"Tim can't say anything for once? Damn the world's ending."

"Ending because Steph bribed Peter ! Innocent dude by the way !!"

"Never mind he's back."

"Excuse me?! Peter said it himself so suck it up ! Conversation over." She said while slamming her hands down as a sign to show she was done because she was hungry and wanted to eat.

The other two got the message and stopped.

Tim had huffed at her clearly showing he wasn't done and Duke just smiled letting it go easily. 

The three had started to finish their own food but the glances between them stayed there as they all noticed how Peter managed to finish his whole pile of food. His fast metabolism was indeed real and they all made that mental note, it was like a hidden agreement.

After they finally started a calmer conversation seeming tired from the continuous back and forward, it sure as hell got tiring but hey, they're family in some way so it happens. Extended family to be exact.

Steph and Peter ran off early since Steph needed to grab something from her locker and well..Peter still doesn’t know the school halls that well.

It was also an excuse to poke fun at the other about how much fun her and Peter had without him because she appreciates Tim that much ! Yep. Totally !!

She ended up slinging her arm over his neck and pulling him slightly closer. She also had a question that she needed to ask before her head exploded from curiosity, but then backed down since it wasn't her place. So she'll work around it.

"Hey Peter, do you tend to hangout at your friends house often back in..uh wherever." She questioned, noticing how he squinted his eyes.

Bad hit..?

"New York, Queens. I always hung out with two of my friends often, maybe not always at their house but you know."

New York, Queens? Huh she should've known, that accent was prominent. 

"Queens? Woah always wanted to visit it sounds better then Gotham. The Avengers seems hella cool too, like Black Widow? Totally a badass !!" Steph said excitedly as she remembers seeing some videos of the said hero fighting.

Totally badass, those moves like hello?

This seemed to have gotten Peter as he smiled at that.

"Yea Black Widow is pretty badass ! She's definitely one of my favs." 

"Yes you get it Pete! Oh hold up, I just need to grab something." She stops as she runs a little forward, her arm leaving Peter's shoulder.

She unlocked her locker and searched around for whatever letter she had left behind, it wasn't important really but she needed to hand it to her last period teacher. Once she found it hidden under her gym bag and some papers that meant nothing, she finally locked the locker up and went back to Peter who was waiting.

The hall was slightly crowded so once she found him, you bet that she once again slung her arm over him and pulled him close as they walked down the hall together.

Suddenly she remembered about earlier and pulled Peter closer with no hesitation.

”You meant it when you said I was your fav right? Better have or I’ll start tackling you too!” She joked, on the inside she was heavily interested because his words just..got to her. 

She heard Peter huff and she smiled waiting for his answer.

”If it makes you feel better then sure, but I love you guys all equally Steph hate to admit it.” He says which huh.

Steph acted hurt using her free hand to cover her heart, but her eyes softened just a little, her arm tightened around Peter just a little more, and she fought back a smile.

No favoritism, that was surprisingly refreshing. When it came down to whatever this family was called, relationships were hard, always confusing between them, and favoritism went hard for them. It was an insecurity she's sure they all have, why? Just try being around any one of them, insecurity is bound to happen somehow.

”Yet hey if it counts you’re definitely the funniest.” He stated and that got a grin out of Steph.

She'll take that ! She takes pride in her jokes.

”Hah ! I know my humors better then those two, don’t worry Pete you’re definitely the looker one in the group !” She exclaimed happily which made Peter blush a little probably taken a back from the sudden compliment.

”Thanks Steph.” He said laughing.

Steph smiled as she watched him before letting a small chuckle out herself before they reached the class.

Her arm quickly left Peter’s shoulders as she took the lead walking in with Peter following behind. 

The class went by quickly, the two with their nonstop bickering, Steph was surprised Peter could keep up usually others might be left speechless, it was refreshing to say the least.

The teacher did tell them to stop which resulted into them passing notes around and a lot of paper balls were found on the floor. Which they were asked to clean up after class and they enjoyed it enough as they threw the papers at each other playing catch halfway.

In the end they were kicked out as Steph quite literally knocked over two chairs and Peter jumped over a desk just to catch the paper ball. When they got out Steph couldn’t help but laugh her lungs out as Peter followed leaving the two to collapse in the hallway as they tried to lean on each other for support which didn’t work out at all.

That class just had to be one of Steph's favorite because tell her why Peter and her just had so much fun with paper balls? The way Peter jumped over a desk just to catch the paper was immaculate to watch because that reminded him of Dick sortive, all acrobatic and stuff. He even stuck the landing !! Like hello? Fucking cool !

Also Steph was pretty cool herself in her defense. If we ignore how she bumped into a couple of chairs and desk, especially knocking over two chairs..still cool !!

Before Peter was able to get to his next class Steph had yelled over and promised to text him because yea she was a little caught up in school work and stuff to remember to text Peter. Also she's pretty sure Tim and him were texting all night anyways so no point. She should make a group chat !!

Peter had yelled back for Steph to keep her word and she knew she absolutely had to text him now. Can't let the poor man down.

Tim

After his talk with Duke at lunch, he had decided to text him halfway during class because yea it would save him the embarrassment if Peter said no before last period. So he sent a small text and of course being the amazing tour guide he is, he also sent directions because even if he found the image of Peter walking around aimlessly funny, he really needed to talk to Peter.

Near the end of class Tim had pulled his phone out and sent a small text.

Peter

 Hey mind if we meet at the school garden? Just walk out the backdoors and turn to the left, you’ll see it and probably me.

Great so now all he needs to do is wait, patiently. Patiently. His foot was continuously tapping against the class floor and his hands were tapping aggressively against his skin, he was fine though. Not like he was fighting the urge to check if Peter responded, knowing him it probably wouldn't be until after school. Fuck. This was gonna take ages and Tim was not that patient. He always was on the go when it came to things, cases, fights, planning, anything, he just wanted it done. That's why he stays up every once in a while, he needs it over with, completely finished.

Class felt like it was taking ages to finish even when there was only 10 minutes left and don't get him started on the last period. He was constantly checking his phone for a message, a reply. He just wanted Peter to see it even, but no. Of course this guy hadn't checked, hasn't seen his message. Maybe he has though? Maybe he did see the notification and just decided to not open it. God damn it. Him and his overloading thoughts, he was not liking this one bit. 

Tim felt like he was stuck in time as class went on, he was sitting there glaring at the teacher without even realizing it as he continued to question his entire existence at this point. Why? Because he can and will.

Once that bell rung he went straight out the door not even giving the teacher a chance to say goodbye to their class, school was over, Peter was bound to check his phone and see his text and he just hopes Peter will text back.

As Tim stood in the garden anxiously staring at his phone he suddenly saw Peter's message appear at the top and he sighed out of relief, the tension leaving him. It should not have gotten him this worked up, but he really just wanted it down with or he'd be stuck awkwardly trying to bring it up and he was not one for procrastinating. 

He stood there, his mind racing as he tried to think of how he would explain this to Peter.

' Hey my family thinks we're dating, mind coming over and meeting them ? ' No too casual.

' Wanna hangout at my place Sunday? Family dinner, my entire family plus some family friends will be there ! ' Too intimidating isn't it..?

' So wanna have dinner with my family and th- ' 

Holy shit. He thought as he turned to notice Peter who had tapped his shoulder, fuck did that scare him. He quickly composed himself and pretended like he didn't just almost grab Peter and slam him onto the floor.

"Wanted to meet? Isn't a love confession right because as much as you've got the looks I'd love to get to know you better." Peter spoke first teasing the other which had greatly caught the other off guard.

This did look like some time of love confession..

Tim was ready to say something back but fell quiet as his ears turned red, betraying him once more. The thought really kicking in as he didn't realize how weird this probably seemed to the other.

Suddenly Peter leaned in ever so slightly closer towards Tim. He was ready to melt away because why would the other think this was a good idea, Tim has self control and human decency to not think or do anything as their faces got closer much to his dislike..though he didn't completely mind. 

"You alright?" 

No he was not.

"I-.. It's not a love confession alright? Just, you know how we had that post about us holding hands?" He spoke softly while hating on himself as he tried to find his words. 

Of course Peter would make him forget how to speak now of all times. A love confession? The thought was never gonna leave his mind now. His face suddenly felt warmer, fuck his life.

Peter raised a brow as he backed away hopefully getting the memo and just nodded probably leaving Tim to continue on.

"So my family saw and are now inviting you over for our family sunday lunch..which is also in someway me inviting you to hangout at my place this weekend if you're okay with that.." He explained while calming himself down, he noticed how Peter's face turned into complete shock.

Did he say something wrong? UGHHH

"Your family..wants to meet me..?" Was all the other said before their face turned red.

So he was also feeling the embaressement serves him right. This probably seemed like such a weird situation to the other, but his family was just overly cautious for all the right reasons of course and Tim also just wanted to hangout with Peter so it was a supposed win-win situation. It's not like he wouldn't want to meet anyone his siblings got suspisciously close with in a short span of time, especially if they were a civilian who wasn't from Gotham. Actually Tim's pretty sure the others don't know that, well except Duke and Steph. Ah fuck this whole situation was weird he got it.

Tim had only nodded at the others words, but he noticed how deep in thought they were and let them be, this really was weird. Visiting a friends house for a family dinner after finding out their family thinks you two are dating. Yep, totally normal..!!

Suddenly Peter's eyes narrowed as he looked upset before quickly changing moods and looking at Tim with a smile on his face. Huh.

"Sounds like you're just trying to drag me down with you, but in all honesty I'd love to hangout with you this Sunday Tim and supposedly meet your family." He said causing Tim to relax.

He was so happy the other didn't seem to care like at all honestly. Peter was surprisingly taking this really well and Tim could only be grateful for his carelessness because yea it meant he'd get his family off his back and could actually hang out with Peter after school, like normal school friends. 

Okay woah, that sounds new but hella fun. Tim was kinda excited now.

"Hey we'll go down together and you know close enough. Glad you're coming and I promise the food's gonna be amazing ! We'll just pick you up since it's a pretty far ride and these street can get dangerous the later it gets, so send your address Sunday morning." 

"Are we sure you're not just giving me a ride because you wanna know where I live? Should I be expecting random visits are Sunday?" Peter half-joked but poor guy was right.

Knowing Steph, she had too much free time honestly.

"Uhm Steph yea, me and Duke? Occasional if we're in the area." He said shrugging like it was normal because it was about to become normal.

"And not because you miss me and my 'handsome' face?" Peter questioned well using his fingers to air quote the handsome part, probably quoting Steph.

"Hmm maybe, but you'd be missing me too so it's fair." Tim teased though he kind of hoped he was right.

"Sure we can say that."

The two stared into the others eye and in union they laughed, Peter leaning against Tim for support who happily held his ground for them both.

After they both calmed down Peter's phone chimed leading him to check it out and causing Tim's curiosity to be piqued. He was nosy but he won't ask..yet. Might do some investigating maybe..not stalking him though, he was not a stalker.

"I gotta go Tim, but can't wait for our date Sunday !" He suddenly exclaimed sounding overly-hyped before suddenly running off, not even giving Tim a chance to respond.

Tim didn't even have any words as he was heavily caught off guard by Peter's words. A date..? Tim was ready to completely explode because what. Did Peter even realize what just came out of his mouth? Please someone tell Tim because he couldn't help but hope so. A first date at his house sounded a little unfair, but he'll make it count somehow. The manor had plenty of rooms filled with random stuff so something has to be of some interest towards Peter, maybe the cinema room? Or the gym? He'll figure it out, he basically has a week to 'investigate'. 

Suddenly his phone buzzed and Steph had texted him that Alfred was here waiting for him so he started to run, he'll let the others figure out whether or not he asked Peter, there'd be no fun if he just told them and he wanted to know if Steph even remembered it like at all. He's definitely telling Alfred and warning him on Peter's metabolism because if he ever found out later on that he practically starved Peter, fuck would he be upset.

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Jason wasn't one for walking out of Crime Alley in all honestly, he preferred to stick to where he can actually watch over what he calls his territory, but Babs called for him and Dick. She promised it would just be them three so he's keeping her to her word and decided to go, it's not like he's on bad terms with anyone else but the fewer the better. Also Babs can keep a secret and Dick well he can keep a secret and spends more then half his time in Bludhaven so it doesn't matter honestly.

What Jason was unprepared for was to see a kid, the kid, walking straight onto the street completely unaware of the fact a car was ready to hit him. Without thinking he ran ahead and managed to grab the kid's hood completely yanking him back..again for the second time today.

Seriously did this kid have a death wish? He was first found on the ledge of a very high up roof practically leaning for his doom and now he's just happily walking into it ?! Jason's only known this kid for way less then 24 hours and yet he's had two basically near death situations, he only feels slightly relieved that the kid was maybe a metahuman but it hardly fixed anything because he can 100% still feel pain.

Jason ignored the way the kid's body harshly slammed against his since well it was his fault and he was the one who pulled on his hood, but he didn't ignore how the kid had moved his hand up to cover his neck. He probably felt a sting, whoops.

"Watch where you're going kid, that car was ready to hit ya." He said well quietly observing the other, he finally got a good look as it was sunny outside. 

Suddenly the other looked up and Jason could tell he was being observed right back which he found kinda funny.

"Skunk..?" He whispered out loud accidently, Jason guessed. 

He felt slightly offended by the nickname even if he knew i could've been true..maybe. Still he raised a brow wondering if the other had even processed what they'd just said because they were still staring at Jason's white strands of hair.

"Rude to say towards ya savior kid." He shot back causing Peter to go red from embarrassment seeming to finally realize.

'His name was Peter right..?' He's like 99% sure it is.

"Sorry, not what I meant it's just the..hair" He tried explaining.

Jason could only huff at that, right it was his hair after all. 

He placed his hands on Peter's shoulders and shoved him forward with minimal strength out of pettiness and watched as the other stumbled but caught themselves just enough to not walk back on the street.

"Hair wasn't a choice and it ain't cause I'm getting old." He said and by the other's face had probably guessed right.

'He was only in his early 20s.'

"Oh. Won't question but thanks for the save, my name’s Peter !"

Right so he's open, dangerous for a Gothamite but he could tell Peter wasn't from Gotham. Also he was right, that was the kids name !

"Right. Ever heard of stranger danger kid?" 

"Uh..yea? You kind of just saved my life so what's there to be scared of ?" He explained looking completely confused causing Jason to stare at him in disbelief. 

He does realize he could ask for compensation or something..right? No, knowing this kid he doesn't. How is he gonna even survive here?

"You definitely ain't from here. Name's Jason, watch where you're going."

"Jason, cool ! Will do by the way, just got caught up talking to my Aunt !"

Jason was gonna question the way Peter seemed to dodge his words but realize he probably didn't even realize, or he was just good at hiding it and acting innocent..

"Aunt? You meeting up with her right now cause I'm sure she'd love to hear about how texting her almost got ya killed."

"Would never tell her about this. And nope, she lives back in Queens, New York ! I'm heading to the library actually !"

Jason held back a sigh as he heard Peter just admit where he was heading, which was surprisingly the same way he was..one too many coincidences. 

"...stranger danger kid, stranger danger."

"Saved me so~!"

He was ready to just push the kid right back onto the street because he was so done.

"I shouldn't have huh."

"Hey !"

"Just saying man, walk with me then since we're heading to the same place." He offered because it would've been real awkward if they were to say goodbye and then walk to the same place.

"And who was talking about stranger danger?"

"Hey. I saved you. Show some respect." He said with sarcasm.

"Wow. My own words against me, fine I'll walk with you M.Skunk !"

Yep, he was pushing this kid onto oncoming traffic next time.

"Low blow kid. Whatever we're stopping by for some coffee by the way, my treat. Just don't get runover or killed when I look away." Only because he'd be the one to push him of course. Joking

.

.

.

maybe..

"And you're not going to poison my drink?" The other asked maybe in a teasing way? 

Jason couldn't tell because he sounded like he was, but he wasn't smiling or anything at all.

"Do I seem like the kind of person too?"

"....do you really want me to answer that..."

So he was slightly intimidating..who wasn't here?

"Right. I won't."

"Well it wouldn't matter, me and coffee don't even mix well !"

"Hot chocolate?"

"Then yea I'll definitely take you up one your offer !"

"What a little kid, sure just don't get yourself killed."

"Practically an adult right here, but yea no promises." He joked much to Jason's dismay.

Sure it could've been a funny joke, but so far Jason's only met the kid in real unfavorable situations and he was not ready to gamble with the kid's life right now.

He didn't say anything more though and simply started walking across the street making Peter follow right behind him though slowly joining his side. Jason surprisingly forgot about pushing him onto oncoming traffic as the two continued to bicker like it was the only thing they knew how to do. In Jason's defense Peter was way too stubborn and even more so of an open book who would only realize too late that he admitted something or whatever. He was something in short, weirdly Jason didn't mind.

As they reached the coffee shop, Jason headed straight towards the counter as he wanted to get it over with and he didn't wanna be late because he's sure Dick would nag him about it or something. He did notice how Peter had pulled his phone out and continued typing, at least he waited until they were inside somewhere and not on the streets.

He just simply watched the other and didn't avoid their gaze when the kid finally looked up from his phone and over at him. He watched the other's head tilt just a bit to the side openly showing his confusion but as Jason didn't show a hint of wanting to say anything the kid just ended up walking over to him.

”I know I almost got hit but we’re in a coffee shop, pretty sure I’ll be fine.” He suddenly spoke as he got closer to Jason.

”Until someone tries to rob the place or a villain breaks out if prison and starts going crazy.” 

He wasn't wrong at all, anything could go wrong even if the prison breaking criminals more so struck at night time, mugging and robberies still tend to happen. It was never safe, I mean there's a reason Gotham's the crime capital of the U.S.

”Why do villains break out of prison so easily here? Security problem?”

”Nah, if bribed enough the guards will let em roam. So stay on the lookout kid.”

”Not a kid. But will do.”

Jason half expected the other to tell him to stop calling him a kid since it was how it went last time they had met except well Jason wasn't Jason, he was Red Hood. Maybe he just didn't like the Crime Lord, not much to Jason's surprise if so because plenty tend to have horrible opinions of Hood. 

”Look like a kid, is a kid.” He explained shrugging while using almost the same excuse from last night except the other didn't seem to notice luckily.

Peter just glared and Jason returned it with a half assed smiled at him causing the other to scoff in annoyance though he could tell it wasn't really.

”So why’re you going to the library?” He asked trying to seem more..uh friendly?

”…?…” The other looked at him like he had just asked the dumbest question ever and Jason was back to getting ready to push Peter onto oncoming traffic.

”What I’m trying to start a conversation geez.”

”Right sorry..I have homework so need to get it done.”

”Homework? Eugh. This is why I didn’t finish school, sounds horrible.” He said sticking out his tongue.

To be fair though he would've finished if he wasn't exactly..yk dead ahah..

”You should never be around kids, seems like a bad influence.”

”Never said I was a good one, but yea no I’d also wouldn’t wanna be around kids. Too emotional, that’s my older brothers thing.”

”Older brother? Woah you have siblings?”

That had caught him off guard. Slip of the tongue, a real bad one. It wasn't that Jason didn't think of Dick like that anymore, the other had always been there for him and Jason appreciated it a lot actually. Dick was careful with Jason during his 'recovery' period, always asking for permission before even hugging or putting a hand on Jason's shoulder for reassurance and stuff like that. It meant something and Dick had helped him in someway grow closer to Tim after the whole fiasco, so sure brothers was one way to put it.

”Not by blood, but sure we can call em that…” He said quietly, his voice turning soft without realizing it, maybe he did miss them ever so slightly. 

He'll never and he means never admit it to their face, but he did enjoy their company every once in awhile when they aren't being a huge pain in the ass. 

He noticed Peter's eyes on him as the other smiled and he glared at the other not enjoying the look he was recieving.

”Don’t look at me like that kid. I still hate them, just less.” He truthfully stated.

”Siblings are still siblings so eh. Must be nice to have some company, I’m an only child.” 

“Company my ass, more like endless annoyance. Being an only child sounds like it’d be a pain in the ass though so I see where you’re coming from.”

”Yep ! It’s fine once you got friends though !”

So he wasn't just a random poor kid walking around with no connections? Good to know, Jason felt a little more reassured at the others words.

”Friends..nice kid.” He said before noticing their order coming out.

He walked forward first, feeling Peter’s eyes following him and completely ignoring it as he just nodded his head as thanks for the guy who brought their drinks out and picked up the tray.

”Four drinks?” Peter asked as he walked towards Jason.

“Mhm. You, me, the librarian and a pain in the ass.”

”So a sibling then?”

”Sure.”

Jason then started to walk but he could 100% tell the other rolled his eyes because apparently that was the only thing he knew how to do according to the amount of times he rolled his eyes towards Jason last night. 

The walk to the library was silent, occasional bickering but not much as Jason was busy drinking his coffee while Peter just held his hot chocolate, which Jason felt confused on because if the kid seriously thought he poisoned it, he was ready to drink it just to show the kid. 

”I didn’t poison it you know that right-?” Jason said taking the chance as they waited for the cars to pass by.

”I know ! Just not much of a drink and walk type of person.” Peter explained. 

”But you’re a text and walk? Geez which ones more dangerous I wonder.” He teases.

”It was one time !”

”One time that almost costed you your life.”

That quickly got the other to shut up and Jason felt victorious. Suddenly he heard the other blow raspberries at him and it was his turn to roll his eyes as a smirk found it's way to Jason's face.

'And who isn't a kid?' He thinks sarcastically not bothering to say it out loud.

They fell into comfortable silence after that as they quickly reached the library. Jason was full on ready to just put his drink back into the tray until Peter suddenly ran ahead and opened the door for him. 

Did this kid not realize he could do it himself or was he just overly kind? Both probably.. 

Jason just walked through saying a small thanks as Peter followed behind him and as he stood there waiting for the other to catch up, he suddenly heard Babs approaching them.

Babs

She was sitting at her computer stationed at the front desk as she was texting Dick over the fact he was going to be unreasonably late much to her dislike. It's not like she was fully expecting Jason to show up on time either since that guy had tendencies to show up an hour late if he felt like it, but there hey that guy was full of surprises.

So when she noticed him walk in, with a teenaged kid, you bet she was a little shocked. And when she approached him and saw the kid's face properly, you know her jaw was ready to hit the floor.

It was Tim's supposed boyfriend. Standing next to Jason, acting all buddy buddy. 

Babs notice the drink tray Jason was holding, two drinks left and two missing. Jason was holding one and Peter was holding the other. The paper cups having the same logo meaning they infact came here at the same time from the exact same place. Oh gosh what the heck is this situation..

She knew Jason probably had no clue about this whole Tim situation because he was like B, hardly checked the group chat and when he did, he never backreads. So she kept quiet because this was something they could figure out themselves and it sounded funny she can admit.

Jason wasn't a huge fan of the way Barbara's eyes kept going between him and Peter, observing while full of shock. There was something he was missing, but he didn't know what.

”Are you becoming like B…?” She finally spoke, questioning as she stopped infront of the two, her eyes still glancing at them both.

Jason bite his lip at her question not really liking the comparison at all. 

Bab's noticed and sent an apologetic look realizing her own words. It seemed to have gone unnoticed the as the other spoke.

”What. Never compare me to him in that matter ever again, we were just heading the same direction.” He grimaced seeming unhappy with the others words avoiding her eyes now.

She could only remember to apologize about it in private and decided to turn her attention to the kid next to Jason.

It really was the guy next to Tim in that one post. He seemed..like he was hiding something but she pushed the thought aside as it wasn't her place. Tim asked and she'll leave it be, for now. 

”Right..Hey there, name’s Barbara but just call me Babs. I’m the librarian so if you ever need help I’ll be here.” She said with a smile, trying her best to seem welcoming.

”Nice to meet you Ms. Babs ! I’m Peter.” He said offering a small smile back.

Babs has to hand it to Tim, the kid seemed real nice.

”Peter..Right nice to meet you as well.” 

It felt weird as she didn't really expect to meet the other so soon since Tim seemed adamant to keep Peter more so away from the others. She does know it wouldn't really last long since everyone else is pretty nosy and by everyone she meant Dick.

Jason seemed to have snapped back into reality and decided to cut in just wanting to get their little chat over with.

”Great formalities aside, is Dick here yet?”

”Nope, he was out in Bludhaven so he’ll be a little extra while.” 

Jason groaned in annoyance not even feeling surprised.

”That damn guy. Fine we can start without him.” 

“Mhm sure if you say so, but you’re dealing with his moodiness if he gets ‘upset’. “ She says teasing though they both knew it was probably gonna happen.

”Fine.” He grumbled clearly not excited for when it happens. 

He looks over at Peter as Babs takes that as her cue to head towards the door behind the front desk.

”Don’t get yourself killed.” Was all he said before walking away.

”See you too Mr. Jason !! uh thanks for the hot chocolate !” Peter semi-yelled as he was still in a library.

Jason smiled even though he knows Peter couldn't see and raised his hand up to signal he had heard Peter before following Babs, entering the room they tend to use as their meetup place.

As he entered, he could see how unimpressed she looked and his smile quickly faded away.

"Just start talking, whenever Dick joins in is his problem. He can deal with less info."

"You're still dealing with him though."

"Whatever."

Dick

He was probably breaking a couple of laws with how fast he was driving, but hey in his defense this was crucial bonding time and plus he hadn't seen Jason in some time. Also he had immediate questioning to do with Tim because he'd been stalking that account for..safety reasons and their newest one had left Dick with one too many questions.

It took an extra 10 minutes for Dick to reach the library and to him that was too much time wasted so he was up and ready to get inside the library except for his own safety he walked in politely and quietly just incase Jason had been late and Babs was waiting for them angrily at the front. 

Thankfully as he stepped in he realized how empty the library was, but that also meant he was probably missing on a lot of info right now knowing Jason so Dick rushed to get behind the door.

Except... 

As Dick got closer to the front desk he heard broken sobs real close and that didn't exactly settle right with him. He had originally thought it was only them three here but apparently not. 

Dick observed the room and noticed a teen shaking in his spot as his laptop sat infront of him, a forming pool of what looks like Hot Chocolate spilled onto the table. This definitely didn't sit right with him. 

He slowly approached the other, carefully trying not to trigger them though he could bet that they wouldn't have noticed anyways with the mindset they were in.

Panic attacks weren't new to him at all. He personally had experienced them often and if that wasn't enough for him, he watched others he was close with experience them too. It was kinda sad with how used to dealing with them he was, but he's grateful to be of any help he supposes.

As he get's closer, he suddenly hears a sharp cracking noise and saw as the table broke ever so slightly, the pieces of wood seemingly scratching the kid's hand, not enough to bleed but enough for him to notice the cut.

He gently placed his hand on the others shoulder, giving it a hard squeeze inn hope to get their attention and make sure they were still with him and hopefully not on the verge of passing out.

”Hey kid, let’s breath in for 4 alright?” He said softly hoping the other could hear him.

Suddenly he felt the other breath in and Dick felt just a little less anxious then before.

He counted inside his head for him before speaking again.

”Hold it in for 7, you’re getting there.”

The other closed his eyes and nodded weakly, Dick was ready to just hug the poor kid at this point. He saw them try to focus as they held his breath and Dick took the initiative and started counting for them so it was easier.

”Now out for 8.”

He watched the other let the air out looking just a little more calmer as the tears came out slower, he was stabilizing. 

”Hey you did it man. What do you think? Can you speak clearly, breath better?” He questioned, his hand still holding a firm grip on the others shoulder.

“Y-yea..thanks..” He replied weakly.

”Of course. Should we try something else to help stabilize? You don’t seem too calm just yet..” He offered as he decided to pull out the chair next to the kid out.

He watched as the other could only nod, looking like he was placing his trust in the other to help further which made Dick smile just a little.

”Okay. What are 5 things you can see?” He asked softly as he sat down next to him though his hand never loosened it’s grip.

”You..the bookshelf..the uh..” He said as his eyes darted around the room.

He could tell the kid was nervous, it was fine though because Dick was too.

”Take your time, don’t stress.” 

”The red clock, my laptop and..a book on the floor.” 

“Great, 4 things you can hear?”

He watched the others breathing start to become more stable as he looked around.

It was working.

”The clock ticking, someone using the computer..uhm..your voice..? and Mr. Jason speaking..”

Dick raised a brow not even realizing there was someone else here, or maybe it was Babs considering they could hear Jason's voice...Wait..Jason ?!?!

”3 things you can feel?” He continued, pushing the need to ask knowing it wasn't as important right now.

'Your hand on my shoulder, the hot chocolate dripping down my arm and the floor under my foot because my foot won’t stop tapping.” He said looking down only now realizing.

Dick held back a chuckle as he continued to smile watching the other realize, what an interesting kid.

”2 things you can smell?”

“My hot chocolate and the books..if that makes sense..?”

”Mhm, now 1 thing you can taste.”

”Something salty..?” He questioned as it seemed to have hit him, another realization, he was crying.

The kid flushed red as he used his free hand to wipe away the tears coming down his face causing Dick to softly chuckle at their action.

”No need to be ashamed kid, glad you’re back with us now though.”

”Mm..thanks Mister..” The other trailed off, looking at him expecting something.

Oh that was his cue for his name !!

”Call me Dick !”

”I-..? Uhm thinks Mr. Dick.. I’m Peter” He said trying to mask his confusion over the others name.

Dick could tell and only give him a smile understanding how his nickname was pretty weird before finally taking his hand off of Peter’s shoulder. He leaned against his chair and sighed out of relief, the kid was finally calm and was no longer panicking about whatever it was.

Also his name..it felt familiar and actually so did his face..? Dick shrugged the thought out of his head as he continued to speak.

”You had me stressed for a second there Peter. Not often do I see a kid breakdown like that here in this library.” He said calmly though his voice still sounded a little worried because trust me he was.

He didn't exactly feel safe knowing the kid could maybe spiral again if he left, which he needs to soon before Babs starts spamming his phone.

”Yea sorry..I uhm..”

”You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” He interjected hoping he wasn't pressuring the other.

”No it’s fine..I just moved here and it’s hard to adjust..that’s it but I’m fine.” 

“You move with family at least kid?”

”I uh..my parents are kinda dead so can’t really.” He joked and Dick’s face darkened not even realizing the other was trying to lighten the mood in his own way.

”You alone then?”

”Yea, but my uncle and close..family friends visit often.” He explains and this made Dick feel a little better he guesses..

“Family friends..? Good enough kid, just watch yourself okay? Here’s my number, if you ever need someone to talk to.” He said as he grabbed a pen and a pack of sticky notes out of his small bag which he carried around for no exact reason.

You can never be prepared, you know? And he's now really grateful he has them because he's starting to worry for the kid. Oh gosh darn it. Is this how Bruce feels with them? Fuck his life.

Dick ignored the others confused look as he started to write down his number and ripped the sticky note off apart from others before handing it over to Peter.

”Text or call whenever alright? Consider this my way of asking you to be my friend.” He said with a smile.

”Becoming friends with an old person sure wasn’t on my bucket list but okay !” Peter said jokingly as he took the sticky note.

Dick faked gasped as he put his hands over his heart acting hurt. He was not that old at all !! He was very young excuse Peter he definitely did not look old !!

“Hey ! I’ll have you know I’m only in my 20’s so I’m not that old !” He said defensively.

”Anything past 25 seems old to me.” Peter shrugged.

”Well I beat it by 1 year. I’m 26 excuse you and that’s pretty young !”

”If it makes you feel better then sure, but thanks Mr. Dick..really.” He said suddenly going all soft.

Dick could only put his hand on Peter’s head and ruffled his hair, dang did this remind him of him and his brothers.

”Sure kid and just call me Dick, no need for formalities.”

He watched as Peter nodded while he retract his hand from their hair and stood up, pushing his chair in and putting the pen and sticky notes back in his bag.

”Jason probably told you but I’m supposed to be meeting up with him and Babs so I gotta go. Nice talking to you though Petes.” He explained knowing any longer and they would both have his head.

”Yea he did mention you. You must be his brother he told me about.” Peter said completely catching the other off guard.

He froze and looked at where Jason should be. It was surprisingly nice to know that..Jason still had that brotherly love in him huh? He felt a little warm inside, he was never gonna let the other live this down, forever in his bragging rights.

”He did? Good to know, thanks Petes.” He said with no explanation behind it before walking away excitedly.

He knows he left the other confused but that's an explanation for another time because he was in a rush and was feeling way too giddy.

He barged in the room as both Babs and Jason looked over and he received glares from the both but ignored it. 

"In my defense I met this Peter kid and we got along well..!!" He said with a smile.

Babs raised a brow and Jason scoffed.

"Of course you did." Was all Jason said.

Babs ignored them both and continued on from where she left up, leaving Dick to just gather things as they went on because they seemed to have no intention of backtracking.

The meeting was pretty long, the information heavily helpful though and by the time they wrapped it up, Dick had draped his arm over Jason's shoulders and ruffled his hair.

"So you called me your brother infront of Peter huh?" He teased causing the other to swat his hand away.

Dick laughed at this as they both walked out the door with Babs following behind not bothering to get inbetween the two as they started to bicker all over again.

”Whatever that brat told you was a lie Dick, let it go.” Jason said pretending to be annoyed, but in reality he was hella embarrassed.

He didn't expect Dick to talk to the kid, ah fuck his dumb life. He's pushing both of them onto oncoming traffic.

”Nope ! Never I’m forever teasing you with this little wing !” Dick said back looking way too happy.

This was forever his bragging right.

”Ugh I hate you sometimes.”

”I’d believe you if you hadn’t called me your older brother !!” 

“It was all an illusion. Shut up !”

Babs could only laugh at the two as they continued to go back and forward before butting in.

”You dug your own grave Jason.” She said with a smile.

Jason snapped his head towards her clearly unimpressed as how was he supposed to know they'd meet ?! Stupid Dick with his stupid social abilities to get along with probably anyone. UGHHHH

”How was I supposed to know the kid would tell him? Heck how was I supposed to know this asshole was gonna meet the kid ?!”

“It’s Dick, what else do you expect.”

”To be a little less annoying.”

”You love when I annoy you little wing, don’t lie.”

”I’m going to actually hit you with my motorcycle.” He said decided he was the oncoming traffic at this point.

”Nah you wouldn’t even be able to catch me.” Dick said releasing Jason from his arm as he backed up a little and shrugged.

Jason snorted and smirked as he looked over at Dick with this look in his eyes.

”Is that a challenge?" 

Dick could only smile meaning it was and Babs knew it was time for her to step in because she was not spending the rest of her night with these two immature kids chasing after one another.

“You both are not playing cat and mouse with a whole ass motorcycle. I’m going to tell B.” She said glaring at them both.

”Like I care.” Jason says calmly.

He could care less about what B thinks, he'd be happy to go against his word if anything.

”It would be all him not me !” 

Babs smirked as she knew what would get them.

”I’m telling A too.”

Jason huffed in annoyance and grumbled a small little swear before speaking.

”I hate this family, fine.” 

He needed Alfred to not be upset with him the next time he visited the house because he needed a recipe.

”Still his fault..” Dick said though his voice went quieter seemingly giving in.

Babs looked between them proudly.

”You guys fight like little kids someti-..Is that Peter?” She said before her eyes wondered off to the kid still sitting there with his laptop and notebook out. 

She was a little taken aback to say the least because she didn't expect the kid to stay this late behind. Not that the library was closed but..weren't his parents worried or something?

She noticed as he raised his head, probably hearing his voice and waved as he looked over at them.

Dick and Jason were only staring blankly at the kid, not as surprised since well they both know that he doesn't exactly have anyone waiting for him at home..but were still a little shocked he was here studying or working on something so late.

”Peter you’re still here?” She questioned as she approached him with Jason and Dick following behind.

”Ah yea, gotta get good grades you know?”

Jason raised a brow snorting at his response, his only thought being 'nerd'.

”Good grades as in you researched something for 4 whole hours?” Jason questioned as he picked up Peter’s notebook which was filled with notes, closely examining it.

”Good job Petes ! Work hard and don’t get into trouble.” Dick said smiling, peaking a little over at his notebook in Jason's hand.

”He failed the second part. He was texting his Aunt and almost got hit by a car earlier.” Jason pointed out causing the two other adults to look at him confused.

Oh right he hadn't shared that part has he..whoops.

”And I’m only aware of this now?” Babs asked looking slightly offended.

”What did you really think I picked up a stray?” He questioned while staring at her looking slightly offended, as he placed Peter's notebook back onto the table.

Babs looked a little apologetic but this time the other catching it as she spoke.

”Uh..yes.”

”..”

Dick rolled his eyes as he honestly wouldn't put it too past Jason though knowing his past wouldn't be able to believe he would pick up a random kid like that..maybe he could a little.

”Can we move back to where you mentioned him almost getting hit? Are you okay?” He said backtracking their conversation.

”I said almost. Dick the kid’s fine and in one piece.” 

”Mhm perfectly fine.”

”Fine enough that you had a panic attack?” Dick questioned as he observed Peter who looked away to avoid eye contact.

Babs now looked at Dick with confusion and it was his turn to realize he never mentioned it.

”Panic attack? Since when?” Babs said looking over at Peter who was now avoiding eye contact with her as well.

”Before I joined in with you guys, I caught Peter here having a panic attack.”

”And you’re only telling us now?”

”What?! I had already dealt with it and if he wanted to he would’ve told you guys !”

”You still ended up telling us.”

”That was before I found out he almost got hit by a car !” Dick said trying to defend himself though both Jason and Babs looked unimpressed.

”Seriously Peter are you okay?” Babs asked calmly as she placed a hand on Peter’s shoulder.

She sounded a little worried though and both Jason and Dik understood that feeling because they were just in her shoes a little ago too, of course at different times but yea.

”I’m fine Ms. Babs. Like I told Dick, I’m just getting used to living here..alone..” He said quietly.

Babs squeezed his shoulder just slightly tighter as comfort as Jason’s eyes lowered to observe the boy’s leg which was tapping aggressively knowing the other probably wasn't aware. Dick just stared with uneasiness, he was a little too worried for the kid.

”Babs. If Dick gets to be called just his name then me too okay? I have a feeling you’ll be visiting often too.” She teased with a soft smile. trying to break the tension settling between them all.

“Yea probably..Babs.” He said with a small smile back.

”If you ever need help Peter, text me alright. If I can’t help out then these two can. Right Jason.” Dick said as he looked towards the guy who met his gaze.

Jason looked over at Dick and was ready to respond before Peter beat him disappointingly. 

”I promise I’m fine Dick, you don’t need to-“

”He can reach out to me himself. He doesn’t need to do it through you.” Jason said cutting Peter off.

Dick grinned at his words causing the other to roll his eye. He was gonna get teased for the rest of life, gosh fucking damn it.

”Sure whatever you say J, we all know you just have a soft spot for him now.” He teased.

”More like responsibility, I saved the kid.” He shot back with a glare even if Dick wasn’t affected.

”Well that settles it. You have our numbers if you ever need it alright?” Babs said cutting in the twos conversation.

”Uh sure..thanks.” Peter said as he smiled looking slightly weirded out, hopefully in a good way.

As Babs closed up the library, Jason ended up putting his phone number in Peter’s contact while Dick put Bab’s in for her instead. 

Dick offered to give Peter a ride which he declined saying he would be fine walking. Jason however was feeling stubborn about it as he mentioned once more about how Peter had almost gotten hit by a car and was likely to get mugged or dragged into something much more dangerous, it was Gotham after all. The three had also taken a liking to him and Dick with his sense of familiarity wanted to keep him safe as well. 

With his logic Peter was forced to accept Dick’s offer and ended up getting dropped off instead of walking himself. This had brought all of them a great sense of relief since Jason isn't fully sure he could walk with the kid all the way to his house not knowing how far or close it was and though Babs would be more or less happy to offer him a ride with her and her dad, he's probably safer with Dick.

They said their goodbyes and goodnights to the kid before Dick escorted him to his car. While driving he couldn't help but glance at Peter's hands and noticed how the cuts were already gone..huh.

Dick kept it to himself as he dropped Peter off, he didn't want to stress the kid out or anything so he'll leave it for now. He said his own farewell and wished the other goodnight well watching them entire their apartment.

Dick couldn't help but notice how it was rather close to Crime Alley, was his guardian smart or dumb? He couldn't tell, it was an odd placement, especially for a kid living all alone.

He once again left it alone and drove off, he hopes he gets to see Peter again, but he has a feeling he will. This feeling isn't cause he has a way to talk to the other, no. It was something else, like how Peter felt familiar, the name and how he looked. Yet, why? What was Dick missing?

Oh for fuck sake. Please someone tell him he isn't old because if it's due to his age that he's becoming more forgetful, he promises that he's gonna hide away for the rest of his life. He is not that old guys..