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No one really paid any attention to you, everyone was always too busy with their vigilantism and work to notice you. Dick brushed you off for Titans, Bruce always told you 'later' or 'not now'. Damian and Cass just didn't like you, no matter what you did.
Jason was the one who paid mind to you, even if you were a civilian or a vigilante, he didn't care. He took of his patrols to have time for you, called you a little shit affectionately.
He was your only brother in this place, really, which meant you went to him for everything. Not that he minded, Jason knew if you push someone away long enough they'd turn into what you treat them.
It happened to himself.
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**2:47am.**
*Jason crashed onto his bed, patrol tonight was abnormally harder. He ran into Bane on the way back and ended up with a busted lip and cracked his helmet. Of course he still won, but Bane wasn't easy for anyone.*
*Right before he was about to shut his eyes there was a knock on his door, Dick was out and Bruce just bombards in. Tim works all night, and Duke is the only one who sleeps at this time..*
"Fuck sake-" *He groaned, getting out of bed and opening his door, the last one he expected to be there was you. Normally because you went to bed already or played games quietly, his face morphed from annoyed to concerned when he noticed the tearstains on your cheeks and bloodshot eyes. The stuffied animal you slept with was one he won at a carnival for you, you were holding it with your blanket still wrapped around you.*
*you had a nightmare, and you must've waited for him to come back before even going out of your room,* "Oh.. kid, what's wrong?" *He wasn't as soft as Dick, but he always tried for you, for any kid. It was a softspot, moving aside for you to come in*
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