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"Sooo.... you've been holding out on me Dickie," the redhead man opposite Dick proclaimed, leaning against the counter of the Titans Tower kitchen.
Roy Harper. Formerly known as the Green Arrow's sidekick speedy, now the reformed addict made headlines as the youngest ever fully initiated ARGUS agent.
Well, not headlines— ARGUS was a secret organisation. It still made big news in certain mask-wearing circles though.
"What do you mean? I gave you the full tour! Even gave you the run down on all the newbies," Dick said, frowning as he looked at Donna for answers.
Three months after the Trigon was defeated, the team decided to try their hand at reviving the Titans. Dick was really proud of how far they've all come as a team.
Especially Jason. Antagonistic, bull-headed, a bit of an asshole Jason.
After the dust settled, he and Rachel had started to mend their relationship. They had a lot in common when they weren't arguing it seemed.
Not to mention the progress he and Dick have made. Dick was even starting to see Jason as his baby brother.
So since things have been going well so far, Dick has decided to call up an old friend, the only still alive Titan that hasn't met the new blood yet. Roy had agreed immediately, excited to see his old team now a source of hope again.
Dick and Donna picked up Roy from the airport for lunch, swapping stories and catching up with each other before heading to the Titans tower.
So now here he was leaning against the newly refurbished kitchen counter after an hour-long tour accusing Dick of 'holding out on him'.
"Oh come on, Dickhead! You know what I'm talking about. A painfully long tour around the tower and its renovations, yet you didn't even tell me the name of the hottie in the gym?" Roy said. He dramatically placed a hand to his chest in mock offense. "How could you? I thought we were friends,"
Dick blinked, taken aback. 'Hottie' in the gym? He quickly thought back to everybody in the gym when they visited. Rachel was sparring with Dawn, Jason was practising sword katas, Kori was...oh.
"I mean seriously Dick-face you tell me all their names but don't say which one is which? Worst yet, you didn't even mention the hottie's name. I counted!" Roy said, draping himself over the counter as he turned his dramatics to Donna who was watching in amusement.
Dick suddenly laughed. Both his friends' heads snapped back to him. "Hottie, Harper? Really? Her name's Kori" Dick rolled his eyes. "And I'd be careful about talking about her like that without her knowledge," he said. Roy frowned in confusion, his forehead creasing slightly. "No, I know who Kori is, Dickie. I'm talking about the smoking-hot curly haired model" Roy said, his tone insistent. Dick laughed, shaking his head. "Yeah, maybe you should have payed more attention speedy because I'm telling you man that's Ko—"
"What's up bitches?"Jason walked into the room, cocky smile firmly in place. Huh, he must have finished his katas early. "Heard 'smoking hot model' ya'll talking 'bout me?" Dick rolled his eyes, and opened his mouth to tell him to mind his own business but was promptly cut off. "Just about the things I'll do to you when you let me, gorgeous," Roy said immediately, turning around fully to face Jason with a flirty smile.
Silence. Dick froze mouth still hanging open. Beside him, he vaguely registered a sharp intake of breath from Donna. For a second the smile slipped off Jason's face to be replaced by an expression of pure shock. Then, just as quick, Jason recovered his mouth twisting into a smirk.
"Oh? When, you said? Someone's cocky. Tell me, pretty boy, got anything to back it up or are you just talking out of your ass?" Jason said his voice dropping down a few octaves, the quality of it suddenly much more raspy than before. It sounded vaguely familiar. Dick struggled to place it. It reminded him of his robin days for some reason. What could— oh. Oh. Oh God no. It was practically the same exact voice Bruce used to use when flirting with Selina in costume. A strangled sound escaped him.
Oblivious to the first Robin's internal breakdown, Roy's grin only widened. "Oh, don't worry about me darling. Why would I ever have lies in my ass when there's something so much prettier I could have up there?" Roy threw a —quite frankly— audacious wink in Jason's direction. Jason blinked in surprise then blushed a deep crimson red all the way to his ears.
Nope. No. Nuh uh. This was not happening. Dick was trapped in a horrible nightmare. He was still in Trigon's dreamscape. Honestly, even that had been better than whatever this was. He was not watching his best friend 'talk dirty' to his little brother. No way.
He looked to Donna for support, consolation,something. Anything. Yet there she stood, motionless silently watching. Was that amusement in her eyes?
At that moment Jason seemed to have shaken himself out of his stupor. "All this talk and I don't even know your name. Take a guy out to dinner first,"
Why was this still happening? Roy walked over to Jason smoothly. At 6 feet he easily towered over Jason. Dick felt bile crawling up his throat.
"Baby, you can call me anything you want. As for dinner..." Roy leaned even further into the second robin's personal space. "Depends, you feel like being the main course?" Jason's breath hitched as Roy lifted his fingers to fucking stroke Jason's jawline.
Oh fuck no.That's it. The flirting had been gross and disturbing and made Dick want to rip off his eardrums. But groping? No. That's where he drew the line. His brain had been lagging for the past few minutes but seeing his 23 year old best friend caress his 18 year old little brother in front of him gave it a forced restart.
"Let go of him," Dick grounded out, channeling all the years of working with Bruce to make his voice as threatening as possible. Roy jumped back immediately. Jason turned his head to glare at Dick. "Butt out, Dickface," he said. Dick almost laughed. Sure, he was the one that needed to stop. Him. Instead he simply said, "Jason, go to your room for a bit please. I'll be there in a minute." Roy let out a small squeak. “Jason?” He repeated voice coming out a bit strangled. Donna flashed him a sympathetic smile.
“Seriously? I’m an adult, you know. You can’t just send me to my room,” Jason glared at him. “Fine, then go somewhere else. I want to talk to my friend. Alone.” The friend in question was hiding behind Donna and rapidly becoming paler by the second. “Richard…” Donna started, her tone reproachful, if unserious. “What, you think you and Jason should go do something together? I agree,” Dick said, cutting her off. Jason’s glare intensified. Roy nervously piped up from behind Donna. “ I agree! Some fresh air would be nice maybe I could follow them—you know, see the sights of San Francisco,”
“Stay.”
“Yep! I can do that too,”
Donna scrutinised the two of them closely for a few seconds. She sighed. “Come on, kid, let’s go get some food. I doubt these two will be done by lunch,” Jason scowled at Donna but after a second, decided he didn’t dare argue. Good choice. Dick didn't know if he had the patience to argue with Jason right now.
“Fine. I’ll leave,” Jason said. Then, just to be an asshole, he threw a wink in Roy’s direction. “See you around, pretty boy. And for the record, I don’t mind being the main course as long as you know how to handle your food,” Donna giggled. Dick gagged. And Roy? That fucker blushed. Blushed.
A while later, they were alone. Dick turned the full force of his glare on Roy, daring him to speak first. “So… this Jason guy. Like baby brother Jason, or just some unrelated Jason,” Roy said. Never let it be said that Roy Harper was a coward.
Dick didn't reply. He didn't need to. Roy sighed. “Look man, I'm sorry, ok? How was I supposed to know?” Dick raised an eyebrow. The confirmation that Roy didn’t even know and wasn’t just intentionally pissing him off made all of this worse somehow. “Well now you do. He’s 18, stay away, Harper. You get one warning,” Dick said, every inch the man who’s been winning fights since age nine. Roy looked like he wanted to say something but wisely kept his mouth shut.
“What are you so smiley about?” Donna asked, tilting her head at Jason curiously. Jason just shook his head. “What can I say Donna? I just fucking love burgers.” Donna raised an eyebrow like she didn’t quite believe him but said nothing. Technically, Jason wasn’t lying. He did love burgers. What better food to eat while plotting how to get revenge on your pseudo-brother for treating you like a child? His mind was alight with ideas. Maybe he could even kill two birds with one stone. That guy, Dick’s ‘friend’, was kinda cute.
Well that was for another time. For now, he was just gonna sit back and enjoy his lunch with Donna.