So, last chapter :3 it's very fluffy near the end!

When Tim awoke, he was lying on cold hard stone. Almost immediately, his body began to ache, and he wondered how far down he had fallen. Then he remembered why he had let go, and scrunched up his face in pain, trying to hold in the hurt. He slowly got up, feeling his head and realizing it was bleeding. With a grim face, Tim pulled himself together and examined his surroundings. He was standing near the back of what seemed to be a long tunnel; he turned around, and his eyes fell upon a ladder that led somewhere too far for him to see.

"Guess ladder it is," he muttered to himself, and walked in front of it, frowning when the cold metal seemed to tingle.

He swung himself onto the first rung, wincing in pain as he felt something move in his chest. He had probably broken a few ribs. He kept climbing, the pain eventually turning into dull blows as he ascended higher and higher. Finally, he saw a spot of light as he hoisted himself up.

Tim was standing in a dark alleyway, illuminated by only a flickering lamppost. He slumped to the ground, too exhausted to do anything else, but felt his phone vibrate several times. He pulled it out and got messages and missed calls from Jason.

Jay…just thinking his name hurt Tim. He had cared more for his trademark mask than his little adopted brother. How cold could someone get?

"Tim?"

The ebony flinched and stared into the darkness, his eyes stinging when he saw Jason. Those gray eyes seemed tired and his posture was slumped.

"What do you want?" Tim asked coldly, turning away so the older teen couldn't see his watery eyes.

"Baby bird, I'm…sorry."

"So am I, Jason."

"Tim—"

"Don't! Just…leave me alone…ok?" Tim snapped angrily, frustrated with himself.

"I—I—come back! You have to come home, or Dick will find out you're gone!"

Jason lunged forward and grabbed his sleeve; his eyes were wide and desperate. The younger boy tried to pull away but he was pulled closer, a little too close for comfort.

"J-Jason….what are you doing?" he stammered, a light blush evident on his cheeks as Jason leaned in even farther, his eyes unreadable; his fingers were wrapped around Tim's wrist and he was pressing the younger boy into the wall.

"You are so…stupid, you know?" Jason breathed.

"I'm stupid? Why am—mmf!"

Tim was cut off by Jason kissing him. Softly, sweetly, their lips moved in perfect synch with each other; air was the only thing that kept them from continuing. The Boy Wonder's eyes were wide and his face flushed. Jason, on the other hand, was looking pissed as he began to pace. Confused, Tim watched him, his lips parted halfway, about to ask a question.

"Is something—"

"We can't do this." The former killer's voice was cold.

"Do—do what?"

"This. Us."

"Why not? You started kissing me anyway," Tim retorted in order to mask the pain in his face.

"It was a mistake. I regret it."

"…oh. I see." Tim's voice was emotionless, and Jason bit down on his tongue hard in order to stop form saying he was lying.

But he just couldn't be with Tim. So many people were out for his blood, and they would do anything to get him. Especially if that meant hurting the people he loved…yes, Jason loved Tim. But he couldn't put the younger boy in danger.

The ebony turned away, and was about to jump onto the fire escape above him when a small hand grasped his tightly.

"Don't go, Jay!" Tim cried, tears falling from his terrified eyes.

"Kid, don't be difficult," Jason let out a sigh when the hand didn't let go.

"Dammit, let go!" he hissed in anger, and Tim immediately released his grip, looking at the ground as his lip trembled violently.

"W-Why don't you like me?"

He was just a 14-year old boy now, not Robin, not a Bat family member, and just a little kid. He wanted something, and he couldn't have it. Therefore, he was sad. Impossibly breaking on the inside, the hurt and rejection and anger all mixing together to destroy him from the inside.

"Sorry, Tim. You aren't worth my time." Jason replied coldly, and swung himself upwards onto the stairway, and was gone.

*end of flashback*

"Get o-out!" Tim yelped when the door busted open to reveal a worried Dick.

"Tim, are you ok?" he asked softly, ignoring the question and sitting on the edge of the bed.

Immediately, blue eyes began to fill up with tears and he stifled a sob rising in his throat. Dick wrapped his arms around his younger brother, and Tim dissolved; his shoulders began to shake as tears flooded down his face. The ex-Robin looked down in concern, rubbing soothing circles on Tim's back and hugging him tightly.

"What did Jason do to you?" he finally asked, and Tim stiffened.

"He…rejected me." He buried his face in Dick's shoulder again, his eyes stinging as all the pain, hurt, and humiliation came rushing up again.

"You like him, right?"

"…I love him, but he—he—"

"Loves you back." Dick finished with a slight smile, pulling back so he could stare down into baby blue eyes, innocent as ever.

"No he doesn't."

"Oh really? I just talked to him."

An expression of hope flickered across Tim's face as he sat up. Dick offered him his hand, and they both walked out, heading towards Jason's room. Tim wiped his face, his cheeks stained with tears and his face pale.

"You'll be fine," his brother flashed him a smile as they stood in front of the door.

"Jay?"

"What?" someone snarled; Dick pretended not to see Tim cringe.

"Someone's here to see you," he answered in a sing-a-song voice.

There was no reply, so Dick turned the knob, pushed a reluctant Tim inside, and slammed the door behind him. There was an awkward pause as Jason stared at Tim and Tim refused to look at Jason. Finally, the other boy stood up, gray eyes surveying light blue.

"So, you haven't given up, I assume?" the Red Hood finally asked in such a blunt way it cut into Tim.

"Actually, I have. I've been crying my eyes out for the past 6 hours." He snapped back, crossing his arms and desperately wishing he was anywhere but here.

"You can't be attracted to me, baby bird. I'm bad, evil, not good for you."

"I don't care."

"But I do."

"Why can't you just—what's with—forget it."

Tears were already slipping down his face as he turned to leave, but a hand clamped down on his shoulder. Tim turned to see Jason looking very tired, and worried.

"C'mere, Timmy," he muttered, suddenly pulling the younger boy very close to him and falling back onto the couch.

"Wha—" blue eyes widened in surpise.

"Shhh," Jason sighed, shifting a little so Tim was lying perfectly on top of him.

He wrapped his arms around Tim, nuzzling his neck lightly as he closed his eyes. Tim let out a little cough and curled dup into a ball, feeling more at ease than he had for hours. Since they had both been awake for too many hours, the pair fell asleep instantly.

When Tim awoke, Jason was still sleeping, his breathing even. The ebony tentatively reached out a hand, careful not too wake the older teen up, and traced his sleeping brother's features. The gentle curve of his jaw, the slight stubble lines, those warm gray eyes that were amused. Wasn't Jason sleeping? Oh crap.

"Hey baby bird." His eyes sparkled as he took in Tim's dark blush and nervous eyes.

"S-sorry, I didn't mean to—"

"Tis cool, Timmy. Continue if you please."

"O-ok…"

Tim touched Jason's cheek lightly, running a fingertip down until he reaches those full lips. Hesitating, he put down his hand and bit his lip. A smirk flashed across Jason's face as he propped himself up on his elbows and crushed his lips to Tim's. he was surprised, but kissed back enthusiastically. They had a little make out session that was interrupted by loud knocking and a peeved voice.

"Todd, Drake, get up! You've been sleeping for too long and Grayson wants you in the kitchen!"

Jason groaned and pulled back slightly, staring into soft blue eyes and fingering a lock of raven hair.

"You know, you're really cute." He noted—and secretly loved—the pink blush dusting the other boy's cheeks.

"And you have a soft side. Guess we're both surprised." Tim replied, resting his head in the crook of Jason's neck.

"Mm…did I ever tell you how much I love you, Timmy?"

"Actually, no Jay."

"Well! I love you, baby bird."

"I love you too Jace."

"Todd! Drake! Up, immediately and proceed to the kitchen!"

"Someone shut Damian up…"

Ehehe…I don't like how this turned out, but oh whale :P

Review maybe?

~samx