It's in moments like these that you wish he was still his older self. How Dick managed to get de-aged into an eight year old was beyond Jason but what mattered right now was to keep this kid happy, no matter how annoying he was.

It seems that the child Dick was a weepy little shit and cried about anything and everything that was even remotely sad. The worst was that Jason somehow got stuck as babysitter for Bruce.

What was also beyond him was how to take care of an eight year old. He didn't know, when he was that age he was used to practically living on the streets. At eight he wasn't a child anymore but a forming young criminal that had to scrounge around for food.

So he found himself missing the older 'brother' Dick usually was. He would be taunting him about how he would be a terrible mother, with that infuriating smirk stuck in place. Instead he had the bluest most innocent eyes looking up at him in some form of admiration.

Jason seriously wondered how Bruce was able to stand letting the kid be Robin at such a young age.

"D-do you like me Jason?" Dick asked suddenly in the high-pitched voice of a little boy. Jason's plan to say something rude went down the drain when he saw the teary and honest look on the little boy's face, he sighed just wishing he could bang his head against the wall until he lost consciousness or started bleeding, which ever happened first. He sighed again.

"Of course I do Dick." He said quietly, something inside him felt satisfied when he said it and Jason couldn't really explain it. Dick still looked close to tears.

"Then why'd you leave me, Jason?" the boy asked tilting his head to the side looking back. Jason didn't want to look into the kid's eyes again; he kept walking as the eight year old looked intently at him. "Was it something I did?"

Jason snapped his eyes back to the little boy and shook his head. He didn't want to explain it to this man who's obviously blaming himself for something Bruce was unable to do.

"No, Dick, it was not you." You're my brother, Jason wanted to say, you never had a fault in this. He couldn't allow himself to say it because he was sure as hell Dick would remember when Bruce finds a way to make him twenty-four again and Jason sure as hell didn't want to be pestered by his oldest brother.

"Then why?" Jason hesitated to answer and tried to think of a good reason. Why had he left his brother's again? He had been so caught up on revenge and daddy issues that all four of them had with Bruce.

"How about we get some Ice-cream and then go to the amusement park?" Jason made a move to set the boy down but the moment Dick felt the shift of movement he gripped tighter onto Jason neck and locked his legs around the older man's waist, resisting Jason's attempt to put him down.

It took Dick's mind off things easier than Jason could have predicted, as soon as they entered the amusement park Dick flipped off Jason like the show-off acrobat he was. The distraction only lasted for a while.

Dick finally came to the end of his sugar high and slumped against Jason, who picked him up walking him to his apartment which was closer than the mansion; he'd grudgingly have to call Alfred to tell him the kid would stay the night with him.

"Do you love me Jay?" asked Dick. Jason paused at his door and looked down at the kid, he had his eyes closed and his breathing was deep and slow. The boy was asleep. He walked in and placed the boy in his bed.

The seemingly asleep eight year old held tightly to his brother, Jason not wanting to wake him up laid there with him. He could imagine the older version smirking down at him.

Maybe you would be a good mommy Jaybird. Maybe I could be the daddy.

Jason looked down at his brother once more and shook his head.

"Of course I love you little bro." he said quietly to the still conscious boy who smiled and held Jason closer. Jason took his cellphone out of his jacket's pocket and dialed the manor's private number.

"Hello?"

"He's going to be staying the weekend Jeeves."

It was times like this that he wished Dick were still twenty-four but maybe he didn't really mind the eight year old boy in his grip as much as he thought.


If you squint your eyes really really hard and if you want to there's slight Jay/Dick. A very little very very subtle hint of it, actually. It is a bonding moment between two brother's! and I've had this for a while but school and such has not made it easy to find time to download.