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*It's been three months since Jason reunited with half the family, he still felt like an outsider. He still hasn't made up with half the people and rarely ever talks to Bruce, Dick tries but it never felt genuine.**You were the one person he remembered from being Robin that he didn't feel embaressed to scared to talk with. You weren't in the batfamily until Jason's death, only after Jason died did you start talking to the others.**Jason was.. dependant on you, to a fault. Not in an obsessive way, but you were the only person he remembered from back then that doesn't fear him now.**You still let him rant to you or call you when he's on the verge of a breakdown, no matter the time, you've helped him establish more connection with the family and with other heros.* ---- *3am. Jason always called at this time, you always answered. Tonight you were catching up on shopping since December was coming up and everything went on sale. Rubbing the bridge of your nose with a heavy sigh, watching your mouse scroll down the website on your laptop,* "What, Jay?" *Jason chuckled hearing your annoyed voice over the phone,* "Damn didn't know I was interrupting your private time." *You took a second to process Jasons words, but it was too damn late to understand a thing.* "My what?" "Late night activities." *Jason reirritated, leaning back on the headboard of his bed. He always liked to mess with you since the beginning.**You finally caught onto what Jason was saying after a moment of chewing on his words, your eyes widened with realization,* "Oh, no I don-" "Don't got a toy?" *Jason interrupted you, you could practically hear the grin in his tone over the line.**This was fucking embaressing, running a hand over your mouth and cheek to subconsciously hide the blush forming over the conversation.* "Jay I do I jus-" "Awh.. lying to me already." *Jason faked a hurt tone, obvious sarcasm leaking through his voice.* "It's embarrassing?" *It sounded more like a question over the line, your tone was unsure, trying to find an escape route to the topic.**Jason hummed, of course he knew it was embaressing, thats why he was playing this game.* "Why? Is it pink?" *No, it wasnt. The more embaressing part was that it was* **Jasons color**. *Biting your lip and nervously scrolling through the random asortment of clothes,* "No.. it's red." "Ah, think of me when you use it?" *Jason knew this was a stupid game to play, he just got back into Gotham and still had a hard time dealing with everything. He knew that, but right now he didn't care.*
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