A\N: Thanks for the lovely feedback ^^

DISCLAIMER: If you recognise it, it's not mine.

Jason never really hated weekends. But he does at the moment because he can't see Kate; tell her that he's alive and not burnt into ashes. Maybe it was a stupid move to involve himself in the rescue mission along with his teammates. It wouldn't have been stupid if he had dressed himself back as his civilian self, but unfortunately his uniform was inside a building that exploded into bits and pieces.

And when he tried to clear things up with Kate as Robin, Bruce just had to bench him in patrol as punishment. Dick was currently in Gotham too, so it was difficult to sneak out of the manor when you had an obnoxious older brother forcing you to bond with him.

But Jason did manage to message Kate; a quick text that he was fully breathing. She replied by calling him several times but he simply answered with another text, telling her that he couldn't explain it to her on the phone and if she'd like to come a Wayne charity gala being hosted by Bruce Wayne on Saturday.

He promised he'd clear everything if she accepted his invite.

So now, Jason stood in the enormous fully lighted room, despising the red tie forced around his neck.

"Who're you looking for, little wing?"

Jason scowls, weight shifting on his toes as he eyes the number of guests. "Nobody,"

"Well, you are looking for someone," Dick muses, dressed in all black unlike Bruce who's donning a white tuxedo, smiling charmingly while he stands far from them.

A cheeky grin splits across Dick's face as he gives him a pressing look, "Gotta date, Jay?"

"Don't you have to go and fuck someone, goldie?" Jason responds sarcastically, irritated.

He really hates parties, galas; simply anything in which Bruce forces him to get formal and advises not to use foul language while he tightens the black tie around his neck. Rich people make him sick for some reason. He dislikes how they talk about their growing businesses, parties, expensive food and neglect the people who strive on the streets in Gotham.

His attention snaps back as Dick busies himself in welcoming a woman who has a lot of diamonds on her, but that's the exact moment Jason spots a familiar face emerging from the door.

Her golden hair a mess of self made curls, Kate smiles apologetically as she bumps into someone. Jason doesn't remember ever seeing her in a dress, but the blonde is wearing one right now and it's all pink with small black hearts dotted all over it. Of course, it's kind of childish but flattering and shit, blood is rushing to his cheeks as he quickly makes his way towards her.

He pauses for a second, watching closely as she smiles shyly, touching the hem of her skirt as the person complements on her dress. A blush explodes across her face, head dipping down as she says thank you before her blue eyes dart around in search for him.

She sees him, eyes widening but Jason doesn't let her speak, clasping his hand with hers and dragging her somewhere his family members won't see her.

"Jason!" Kate calls him as he turns a corner, glancing over his shoulder to make sure no one is looking.

He glances at her, listening to her small heels click on the floor. "Hold that thought," He releases her hand, pausing infront of a door.

The current Robin twists the golden knob, pushing the door open, then catches her wrist, pulling her inside as well. The room is dark and he doesn't look for a light switch.

"Now we can talk," He informs, satisfied.

"Jason!" Her voice hits his ears, "I can't see anything!" She waves her hands around, her palm accidentally hitting his jaw, and he quickly grabs her hands before she ends up slapping him.

"Why'd you drag me here?!"

Because I don't want Bruce to see you. "So, what do you wanna talk about?" He inquires casually, ignoring her question.

His muscles stiffen as arms coil around his neck, and she presses her face against his collar bone. "I thought you were dead," She whispers, squeezing him.

The gears in Jason's head kick back into action, "It'll take more than a stupid explosion to kill me," He jokes, patting her back and then inhaling the sweet scent of her perfume.

A frown pulls the corners his lips downwards as she releases him before he winces as a hand smacks him hard on the arm, the hit stinging like needles.

"The fuck, Jason?!" Kate curses, furious. "I was worried sick 'cause of you!"

He is definitely a bad influence on her.

"How'd you get out of there?! I didn't see you on the bus!"

And here comes the flood of questions.

"You've gotta lot of explaining to do, Jason Peter Todd! I even fought with my boyfriend because of you!"

Now that catches his attention, a warm, pleasant feeling pooling in his chest. "You've gotta boyfriend?" He questions, feigning surprise.

Kate frowns, "Are you even listening to me?!" She demands, "Don't change the topic!"

"So you've gotta boyfriend and you didn't even tell me about him?" Jason inquires almost tauntingly, sticking his hands into the pockets of his black pants. "Some best friend you are,"

There's a beat of silence, then a sigh: "Jason, it's complica—"

"What's his name?" He interrupts her quickly. He knows he shouldn't be asking this, but curiosity is getting to him and fuck, he needs to know what she thinks about him.

A deep, heavy sigh answers, "I don't know," She replies, shoulders dropping. "I don't know much about him."

"How can you be with someone who you don't even know about?!" He grimaces, jaw clenching and hands balling into fists. "Fuck, you don't even know his damn name!"

She doesn't belong with him. He's too tempered, too reckless, not worth anyone's concern. He's going to hurt her. Hell, he did hurt her; made her think he was dead, made her cry. He was awful. His life was awful.

"You know, he reminds me of you," Kate mumbles and his stomach twists with nervousness.

Jason swallows, "Really?"

The blonde lets out a small laugh, "Yeah," She admits, and there's a small glimmer of light from outside the window. Blue eyes peek up at him as Kate gives a lopesided smile, "He's got a few problems with his dad."

Bruce is so not his dad.

"But he's a great person, just a little misunderstood." She tells him, making his heart swell up. Kate purses her lips, then frowns, gaze settled on the floor. "I wish I knew who he was. But I love him and that's the only thing that matters."

Something bitter pools in his chest, and he reaches out, gently grasping her jaw to tilt her chin up. Light blue clash with bright green before Jason offers a smile, heart hammering in his chest.

"I'm Robin."

He ignores how she blinks, confused and her jaw hanging slightly but he continues, words hard to grasp somehow. "I'm sorry that you were so worried 'cause of me. It's just that..." He inhales sharply, stepping back and squeezing his eyes shut. "Fuck, this wouldn't have happened if Bruce just let me tell you."

"Shit, Kate." He tips his head back, jaw clenching. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I'm really sorry."

There's silence but he doesn't dare glance at her, gaze fully focused on the side wall. Time ticks by, dread seeping in his veins and then he blurts the first thought in his mind, muscles tight. "You're not disappointed, are you?" The question comes out as a whisper.

Fingers brush against his arm, but he still doesn't look. "Why would I be disappointed?" Her voice is unexpectedly soft.

"Because that's what I am," He bites out, nails digging into his arm. "Nothing but a fucking disappointment to everyone."

She's going to leave; slam the door in his face and walk away, crushing his heart beneath those pink heels because that's what he deserves. That's what he always got; from his father, his teammates and even Bruce. But instead, a hand lands on his shoulder, squeezing it tightly and causing his gaze to finally meet hers.

"You're not a disappointment, Jason." Kate tells him, voice firm and resonant. The corners of her lips tug upwards into a smile as she cocks her head to the side, "And I'm glad that you're Robin."

His body reacts on its own, surprising her as he pulls her into a hug, arms squeezing her to his torso. She returns his embrace, circling her petite arms around his shoulders to return the affection. A minute passes by, before the blonde release a bubble of laughter, the heartily chuckle causing the weight on his shoulders to disappear in an instant.

"So," Her words are getting muffled against his chest, her shoulders shaking in mirth. "Does this mean Bruce Wayne's Batman?"

Instead of an answer, she feels his hand touch the other side of her face, tilting her towards him. The touch burns, but it feels so amazing. He shifts her back a little before he dips his head down.

"Hey, Kate?"

Her heart is beating harder against her ribcage, "Yeah?" She peeks up, reaching up to her face and pressing his hand more firmly to her cheek.

And then he asks, face warming up again. "Can I kiss you?"

She rolls her eyes, smiling whilst fighting back a blush. "You don't have to ask, Jason."

His mouth is flat to hers even before she has finished speaking. A small squeak escapes her throat as he moves to stand in front of her, her back suddenly against the wall. It feels so great to be kissing her as himself, not donning a mask and no gloves to stop him from touching her skin.

Jason races his fingers through her sunny curls, messing them up as he smudges her lip gloss, but Kate doesn't care much because she responds with a pleased hum, arms snaking around his waist and fisting the back of his black coat, tugging him closer.

Air is necessary so they pull back, but Jason quickly closes the gap again, mumbling against her lips. "You won't believe how much I've been waiting to do this as myself,"

Kate wants to giggle at the comment, but the boy wonder pulls at her bottom lip, one hand at the small of her back to keep her close. A gasp leaves her as he drags his fingers up her back, palm pressing to the empty space between her shoulder blades.

She reaches up to cup his cheeks, thumbs brushing over the places where his mask used to be as he pulls back. "This isn't a dream, is it?" Her lips touch his with a whisper as she's completely breathless.

Jason murmurs some words in assurance; words she can't really understand because he quickly closes the space between them again.

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