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Somehow, by the end of the night, Jason got the man’s phone number. He also found out his name was Percy.
Over the next few weeks, Jason and Percy slowly started to text and get to know each other.
Over this time, Jason found out that even though Percy was born in Manhattan, he doesn’t really live anywhere.
He floats.
He’s moving around, and when he mentioned to Jason that he was going to be ending up in Gotham soon, well, he had to try and make a move.
So he asked. He asked if Percy would like to go to a little cafe in Crime Alley.
Percy hesitated for a moment before telling Jason that while he doesn’t have a problem with it, he doesn’t talk much.
Jason assured him that it wasn’t a problem, that one of his sisters was also selectively mute.
It took Percy another moment longer before finally agreeing to meet.
Jason’s heart jumped when Percy agreed.
Jason took his time getting ready, wanting to look good, but at the same time not wanting to look like a rich kid; he wasn’t.
He might be a son of Bruce Wayne, but that didn’t mean he liked being a rich kid.
Jason hopped onto his motorcycle, making his way towards the little cafe.
He found parking near the little cafe and quickly parked and got out, shaking his head and letting his hair fall.
He walked in, and his eyes quickly scanned over the people in the cafe before landing on Percy. He smiled at him as he looked up, blue-green eyes meeting Jason’s bright green.
Percy smiled back, and Jason made his way over to where Percy was sitting.
Over the next 2 hours, the two of them got to know each other more. Like Percy had told Jason earlier, he didn’t talk; he listened to Jason. His voice was quiet; if he did add something by speaking, otherwise he would write it out on his phone.
By the end, Jason knew he wanted to talk and spend more time with Percy; he just didn’t know how he would go about it, but he’d figure it out.
And now way in hell was he going to any of his family for this.