"Do you gotta do that?" Jason asked, again, trying to make his shifting not so obvious.

"It is a part of my job to be as flexible as possible for whatever obstacles that I may face, so yes, yoga is something I have to do." Stray smirked as his curved his spine into another position his pre-recorded yoga tape was talking about. "You're the one that decided to drop in half way through my session and stick around till I was done."

Robin puffed his cheeks, eyes darting around the room, unable to settle on a place to keep them somewhere that was NOT Stray's skin tight leather outfit while he stretched himself into all sorts of poses and positions. It didn't help that he was making little noises while he did it and smiling that sly smile every time he made eye contact with the boy wonder.

"Well…" Jason floundered, honestly, he didn't know if he could win this one. "Why are you doing it in your uniform?" Nice, totally nailed it bird brain, he chided himself.

"Obviously," Cause it was such a stupid question. "If I can't get into the position in it now, then I won't be able to do it in the field, which could spell disaster for me." Jason frowned, repositioning himself once again, tugging his cape around to his lap. Not covering up anything, it was just cold on the metal stool and he was wearing shorty shorts, alright?

"Alright, fine…are you almost done?" He grumbled, he said he'd wait, but it seemed to go on forever and watching Stray do…all that was just…he was just starting to get hit by puberty okay? It wasn't something he was used to.

"It's almost done." Stray purred, that bastard knew what Jason was going through, he just knew it. It was just like him, anyway.

"Good!" Jason blushed, looking out the window. "I mean, good, cause, you know, I thought we could go do something." He mumbled. He mentally cursed as he heard the tape talk about some other damn pose, but kept his eyes on the skyline outside.

"Oh~?" Stray hummed in interest. Probably moving into the downward dog, whatever that was, Jason was not gonna look this time. Not at his lean body that had that damn suit was painted on to him, leaving so little to Jason's over active imagination.

"Yea, it's not really and us us thing, more of an us sort of thing." Jason said.

"Wow…what?" Stray laughed, the silky tones adding to the damn imagery that Jason was trying to banish.

"Er, a Robin and Stray thing, not Tim and…well…Robin." Jason mumbled, he wasn't allowed to tell Tim his name, one of the "rules" that got set. He understood, but he still wanted to tell him.

"Mm, you sure?" Suddenly Stray's voice was purring in his ear, when the hell did he get up? Stupid cat. Jason shuttered when his hot breath tickled his ear, Stray's gloved hands running down his arms as he pressed against Jason's back. "We could have more fun right here."

Jason's brain short circuited. "You're like twelve!" He blurted out.

Stray swiveled him around on the stool, arching a brow, he had left off his cat hood and goggles during his yoga, so Jason got to see his blue eyes judging him.

Hard.

"I told you I am not twelve." He said, a little deadpan, but looked amused. "You are such a nervous bird." He teased, leaning in, carefully watching how Jason would react.

They've kissed so many times now that Jason had lost count, and yes he had counted at first, he shouldn't feel so nervous or like it was the first time. He did, he always did and he didn't care. The first time was exciting and thrilling; it was just after danger and it as danger. Stray was danger. He was addicting and every kiss was something Jason cherished.

"You are so cute~" Stray cooed when they parted, Jason was sure he had on that dopey look that Tim always teased him about. He was a teenager dating his first crush, sue him.

"Hush up." He grumbled, but he never meant it. "Keep kissing me." Stray laughed, only too happy to oblige, he climbed the stool, swinging a leg over Jason's lap to sit upon it. If he noticed what Robin's cape was hiding, he made no mention it.

After kissing what felt like days to Jason, likely just a few minutes, Stray started to get a little playful and he had to stop before it got out of hand. That was how Selina had found out about them and Jason thought being caught by Batman had been awkward.

"Mm, babe, you aren't trying to distract me are you?" He raised a brow, hoping to do Alfred proud.

That sly grin that was nothing but trouble showed up. Stray lightly nuzzled inside the crook of Jason's neck, his long hair tickling his skin.

"Oh no~ Of course not, darling." Jason nearly snorted at how fake that sounded. "You were telling me about, oh, something?" He could feel Stray smiling against his skin.

"I need your help with something." Jason didn't want to mix his work with Stray, not after they started things up, but he didn't want Batman involved until he knew more about it. He could trust Stray to have his back and only tease him, not to think he was stupid.

"Oh?" Stray sat up straight, looking interested. "What with?"

So Jason told him all about this shady looking business going on by the docks, he knows, huge shocker, but this one of the few ports that hadn't been connected to any criminal activity for years. He did the background checks and had it confirmed, but lately when he was on his patrol, there had been all these shipments that didn't show up on any records. Big shipments. He wasn't sure what they were up to, but he wanted to find out.

Stray was on board before Jason could explain all the information he's gathered and they were down to the docks faster than Jason could say, "it's going down." It was refreshing having someone on board so willingly, it must be what being Batman feels like. Sort of.

"So those guys?" Stray asked, focusing his goggles on the targets. "You think they are up to shady nonsense?" He was teasing already. Great.

"Yea, see over there?" He said, moving him to refocus on the back door. "That's their latest shipment back there. That man in the white is always around when it comes in or if it's going out."

"How long have you been casing this?" Stray asked, tapping the side of his goggles to get out of binocular mode.

"Three weeks. I think I've got a pretty good idea of their pattern by now."

"Why haven't you told daddy bat about this?" Stray leaned against the railing in front of them of the building they were scoping from, just far enough not to be seen but close enough to peek in on what they were up to down there.

"I don't have any proof they are doing anything, at all, I've been down there, I've done all the usual stuff sort of opening the containers and it's all squeaky clean." Jason ranted; he wanted to pull his hair out. It was just driving him crazy.

"Then why do you think something's wrong?" Stray cocked his head, genuinely curious.

"Because…I can feel it." He tightened up; he knew he'd get teased for that too. A gut feeling, what an amazing tool, ha, yea right.

"Alright." Jason looked up at him. He smiled that, 'let's get into some trouble' smile.

"What?" Robin questioned in disbelief.

"I said, alright, let's do this Birdie boy~" Stray stretched at little, as if he hadn't done that enough tonight.

"…right." He breathed, Stray was always surprising him, and he should be used to it by now.

They got down to the container with no problem, they had to go around a few guards, but other than that, it was breeze. Much like the first time Jason went down, he wasn't sure what it said about the cargo. Low rotation around the shipping crate must mean they were either overly confident or there nothing of value in there and this was pointless.

"Would it be totally unprofessional to make out against the container right now?" Jason glared back at Stray, making a shushing gesture. "So no?" Jason wanted to groan. "Sorry, right, we're being 'heroes', gotcha." Stray grinned, moving along to check if the coast was clear.

"I swear, Stray." Robin hissed under his breath, checking their six. "Is there anything you take seriously?"

"Not really, well," He paused; satisfied they were alone at the back of container. "I'm rather serious about the making out thing." He said, smirking over his shoulder.

Jason sputtered, unable to find the human language. "You…would you please focus!" He hissed, Stray giggled but complied. "Can you hack that interface or what?"

Stray looked around once more before moving to the doors of the container, looking over the high tech keypad.

"No." Robin's heart sank. "But I could just open it~" He flashed a grin at him, waving around some kind of key card.

"What…where did you get that?" Jason gaped.

"I am insulted." Stray feigned offence, rolling his eyes. "I am a thief, it is what I do." He smirked, sliding the card.

The door opened with soft beeping and click, they pulled it open a crack, Stray holding a camera to get shots of evidence and Robin shone a light into the container.

"Oh my god…" Stray gasped, making a disgusted grunt as he held his nose. "Well your feeling was right on the money."

"I really wish it wasn't." Robin coughed, the smell was suffocating, and he pulled the door open to air it out a bit, if it was bad for them. "It's okay, we're here to help." He spoke softly.

Human trafficking, of all the things to uncover, it was the last thing he'd expect; Gotham wasn't really the place to move people. It was crime galore, sure, but even Gotham had better standards than this. It was a bigger problem than just he and Stray could handle. He might have to call in the big bad bat.

Robin didn't have long to ponder on that as the familiar sound of a gun cocking got his and Stray's attention, the door swung shut automatically. There were shouts in a language he didn't recognize before it went silent with the last click of the door locking.

Oh great.

"You brats dun stuck yer noses where the dun belong." This wanna be thug said, cocky smirk and chewing on tooth pick, Jason wanted to roll his eyes.

"Oh goodness gracious me! We've been bamboozled!" Robin gasped overdramatically, reaching into his utility belt, throwing his smoke bombs with a few exploding pellets. In the confusion of smoke and fire, he grabbed up Stray and grappled them out of there, but not before leaving a distress tracer on container.

A few of the goons didn't seem to care that they couldn't see and apparently thought they were being attacked, shooting off their guns blindly in every direction. A few rounds went whizzing by their heads before they swung out of range, landing in the middle of docks, where even more idiots with guns seemed to be waiting.

"And you said our second date wouldn't have guns." Stray chided, crouching to prepare for a fight.

"Well, to be fair, they are not running guns, just shooting them." Robin tried to defend, but honestly, this wasn't different at all. "Well gentlemen, as fun as all this was, I have to get my beautiful date here back before curfew, you understand."

They did not understand, how rude, don't they respect the aspects of dating at all? Well if they were going to be that way. Robin unleased his bird-a-rangs while Stray snapped out his whip, between them, they had most of them disarmed within minutes, dodging those who they hadn't and charging in.

While Stray wasn't as proficiently trained in hand to hand as Robin was, he still had a few tricks up his sleeve and wasn't afraid to fight dirty, extremely dirty. That last guy was not having any kids in the future, ouch. Robin on the other hand, moved through his quickly, taking them down and making sure they stayed down, using them against each other and mainly being a reckless little punk. Batman told him not to rush a guy with an automatic just to kick him in the face, but it was such a useful tactic when you knew they were a shitty aim.

By the time they had the morons tied up and were safely out of the area, Robin could see Batman had gotten on the scene along with a few squad cars. As much as Jason would enjoy being by his side to 'pull a Batman' when they got questioned what was going on, he decided to do it now, with Stray.

"Well, you sure know how to show a guy a fun time~" Stray chuckled when they returned to his apartment, pulling off his cat hood and goggles, dropping them carelessly on the table by the sliding doors.

"I only aim to please." Robin grinned, sure Batman was going to wonder where he was and know how he got on to all that mess that he sort of left, but that could wait.

"You do very well." Tim gave him chaste kiss before he headed into the kitchen. "It was kind of fun, playing the hero, not that I did anything new, but, I could get used it." He shrugged, grabbing a few water bottles from the fridge and tossing Jason one.

"Ha, that was just supposed to be recon. That happens a lot actually on recon." Jason sighed, twisting open the bottle, thankful for the cool water running down his throat. "You really wanna play hero, you should come on patrol with me sometime. I'll let you kick a purse snatcher in the face."

"Promise~?" Stray purred, hopping up on the counter and crossing one leg over the other as he drank from his own water.

"Definitely. Stray, protector of the people, just imagine." Jason laughed when Tim nearly choked on his water.

"Sounds like a nightmare, don't push it Birdie." He warned, beckoning his bird to him.

Jason obey, being rewarded with a soft kiss as Tim leaned down to him. He absolutely melted. "You are so cute."

"Jason."

"…what?" Tim blinked, not sure what just happened.

"I don't care what he says, rules and all that crap." Jason blurted, cause there was no taking it back. "My name is Jason."

"Jason…" A smile stretched from ear to ear on Tim's face. "Oh it's adorable, my little Jaybird."

"Don't push it, Timmy Kitty." Jason warned as Tim threw his head back to laugh.

"Oh gosh, you are the best." Tim jumped down, curling his arms around Jason's neck. "Well, Jason, I think our second date doesn't have to end just yet~" The suggestive tone sent a thrill through Jason, right to the pit of his stomach…and other places.

"You're like twelve." He stuttered, there would never come a day that Tim did not just destroy his rational thinking.

"Jaybird, honestly, I am not, don't kid yourself." Tim rolled his eyes and silencing him with a kiss.

He didn't want to let Tim win, but he wasn't able to mind losing at the moment.


Thank you all for reading! Not sure how many more installments this will have. I don't want to get hopes up, but I am working on other Catlad Universe things, so look out for that.