This takes place after under the red hood arc.

"Yeah I got it," Dick's voice is hoarse. He closes his eyes and he hisses as they sting. His cheeks damp, he nods like the man on the other line can see him. "I'll tell you if I see anything...I'm fine." he raises his voice. He's lying through his teeth and he knows the bat can tell. But the man doesn't examine any further . When the comm goes silent, he takes it off and sends it flying. He had a billion at home anyway. He wanted to live out his misery to the fullest and without any interruptions.

Nightwing collapses to the rooftop as the wind blows. He was out of tears. Jason was dead. Again. He had no idea how he was supposed to cope with that. Bruce had called him an hour ago giving him the heart wrenching news and now he was telling Dick to stay alert. After all, Jason had a habit of cheating death. Even if the Bat's words were giving him hope, his mind was determined about thinking the worst. How could've this happen again?

How could Dick let his chances of telling the man how he felt slip through his fingers? It wasn't like he was holding butter. How could he be this stupid?

Tears build up again. He was tired. His muscles ached. He didn't want to go home. What the hell was he suppose to do?

Nightwing pulls his knees close, crossing his arms, he burries his head. This was all his fault. If he had only told Jason to stay with him a little longer. But no. He had to open his damn mouth. He had to tell Jason to fuck off, because why not? Redhood only wanted some company. But they started fighting instead. He could still hear Jason's shouting echoing in his ears. It was all his fault. If he had only man up and said how he felt. Everything might've been defferent. Jason had.

But now all was lost.

He selfishly wonders what Jason thought about while his last breaths were taken from him. Did the man thought about him? About the stupid argument they had? Did he fought until the end of the line? Nightwing clenches his teeth. He was a pathetic excuse for a hero. He couldn't even save the ones near him.

"So you do give a fuck about me," says a voice in a mocking tone. "How touching."

Dick's eyes widen. He quickly gets up from the edge of the roof top and spins around taking his escrima sticks in hand. His vision was still a bit blurry. He sees a strike of white and he slips. Shock taking over is body he tries to reach out to something, anything. When he feels his foot dangling off the roof ,he knows that gravity id doing it's job. He's falling.

"Shit shit shit," He hears a mumble as a strong hand grasps his own. "Didn't came back from the dead to kill my love interest."

When Dick's feet are securely placed on the floor, he stares. He's not sure but he feels that his mouth is hanging open too. Jason was right there. Perfectly fine, prefectly alive. The other man smiles. His emerald green eyes are shining. To be sure that he's not hallucinating he walks towards Jason that had taken a few steps back after he pulled him back up. When they're inches away from eachother Dick does the most efficient way to see if he's dreaming or not.

He pokes him, hard.

"Ow!" Jason exclaims as a gloved hand goes to his cheek. "What the hell you circus freak!"

"You're alive." Finally a grin spreads across Dick's face. Not holding back he wraps both of his arms around the nape of Jason's neck and in return he feels two muscalar arms tangle themselves on to his waist. Jason burries his face in to Dick's hair and breathes in the scent of what was Dick Grayson.

"Seriously," Jason mutters. "I want your smell pumped in to my coffin."

"Pumped in to your coffin?" Dick asks laughing, his body vibrating against the Redhood's. "You have been dying one two many times." he feels Jason's muscles go tense. He raises an eyebrow when Jason hugs him tighter like he might flee at any moment.

"I'm going to tell you something," he says. "But promise me you won't ruin the moment by freaking out on me."

"You came back from the dead," Dick chuckles. "I doubt you have done something to make me mad that quick."

"Yeah, well about that...I didn't die."

Why did life love to prove Dick wrong. He pulls his head back and Jason does the same. Dick furrows his brows as Jason give him the puppy dog look. Like a puppy that had done someting incredibly bad.

"Excuse me?" he asks.

"I might've faked the whole thing so you could," Jason gulps as Dick eyes condemn him to a fiery death. "You could... you know realize how much you cared." his voice feints in to a whisper when Dick removes his arms. But even so Jason doesn't. His arms are still wrapped tightly around Nightwing's slim waist.

"Let go of me."

Alarm bells start ringing in Jason's head. Dick's voice is calm. That was never a good sign. When he usually got this serious it meant one of two things; he was either really really mad or he was really really hurt. Oddly enough Jason's hands start to sweat. Dick's not even looking at him anymore. And there he was, awkwardly holding Dick from the waist. Great job Redhood. You fucked up big time.

"Dick please..." he pleads but he knows it's just a waste of time when he finds himself on the ground with a bleeding nose.

His predecessor really did know how to throw a punch when he really wanted to. Before Jason can get up he's slammed back against the floor with a Nightwing weighting him down. Both of his hands are wrapped tightly around his collar. Dick is squeezing so hard that he's sure his knuckles have gone all white.

"How could you!" Dick spits out. "Is this just a game to you? Playing dead so you could see me suffer! Who whould do that!?"

He lifts Jason up and slams him back to the ground with full force. Jason had no idea why his head hasn't cracked open yet. He looks at Dick's face that was mostly covered up by his mask. He had nothing to say. Of course this wasn't a game to him. Of course he didn't want to see Dick suffer. He loved him. He stays silent. Jason knows that Dick wants him to talk. Tell him something, anything that he could go by. Redhood knows he doesn't have the right, but anger starts to build up in him too. What the fuck did Grayson think he was? It was a typical Dick move. Never thinking about anyone else. Always thinking about his own problems.

Well Jason did this because he was suffering too. For the first time he shuts up.

"Even Bruce thought you were dead! How could you force us to live through this pain again!"

That was the last straw.

"Look drama queen," he snarls. Dick let's out a harsh breath. "You ain't the only one suffering. Of course I don't like playing dead. What do you think I'm trying to do? Addition for the walking dead? Unlike you, I'm not really into showbizz Goldenboy."

"You know what," Dick knows he's going to regret saying this, but he's way past the point of thinking. "Next time you die, stay underground."

Jason's heart feels like it stops when he hears that. He knows Dick didn't mean it. He wouldn't. The corner of his eye stings. His breath is caught in his throat. He needed to breathe. He needed to get Dick off of him. His guard is down, Jason notes as he watches Dick bite his lip. It looks like the man already regretted saying what he had said. But it was too late for that. He wraps both of his legs around Dick's leg and painfully pushes him to the ground. Now they were in reverse. Placing the second Robin on top of the first. If he's not imagining it Jason can feel Dick tremble. He's not sure if it's out of fear or anger. He hopes it's the latter. Holding Dick's hands under his legs, he knows that the circus boy can't get out of this one. Well, he won't get out of it easily at least. He leans over, his breath ghosting over Dick's face.

"I. Love. You." he emphasis every word between clenched teeth. This seemed like it hit Dick. It hit him like a truck. He notices his lips quivering. Easing up on his body lock, the man sighs. "Do you realize how shitty it was for me to know that you loved me but just didn't want to admit it." Wanting to see Dick's eyes, he removes Nightwing's mask. Putting it aside, he places a hand on Dick's cheek. Circling his thumb, a smile tug at his lips. "You have beautiful eyes Goldenboy."

Jason is confused when tears start to form in the corner if Dick's eye. He completely lowers his guard when those tiny tears turn in to a full on sob. He let's Dick's hands go and stares at him with belivered. He thought... he was giving him a compliment. Maybe he shouldn't have said Goldenboy in the end? His hands now free Dick tangles them around Jason's neck again, and pulls the larger man in to an embrace. At first Jason suspects it's a trick. That Dick was going to throw him off the roof. But no. He simply just continues crying and hiccuping. Jason rolls his eyes as he hugs back. He knew from experience that when Dick started to cry and hiccup at the same time ,it meant that soon the first Robin was going to go in to a crisis of some sort.

"Th-" Dick hiccups and let's out another full on sob before he continues. "Thank you."

"That's all I get?" Jason retors sarcastically. "A thank you?"

Dick sniffles. "Thank you for seeing through my bullshit."

Jason lifts his head and smirks. "Anytime birdie," he leans and gives Dick a peck on the cheek. "Any fucking time."

Redhood's pulse quickens as he feels warm lips on his own. He moans. Jason can taste the salt of the tears that had danced along Dick's lips before. He wants to wipe all of it away. Until he can taste purely of Dick again. Starting to take control of the kiss, Jason sticks his tongue out and licks the roof of Dick's mouth. Wanting to counter attack, Dick sucks on Jason's tongue. He moans when Jason chages his position and puts his one leg between Dick's. He slowly rubs his knee against Dick's semi hard cock. Jason breaks the kiss and gazes at Dick.

The man is simply gorgeous.

He was a mess but nonethless. Dick's cheeks were flushed and he could visibly see the first Robin's chest go up and down as he panted. His eyes were still watery from all the crying thought. Jason would have to fix that. Chuckling he leans in over to kiss Nightwing's captivating blue eyes.

But he can't.

The last thing he hears is Dick screaming bloody murder.

After that his vision goes black.

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