Prompt: Jason's baby pictures
Dick: 38
Jason: 35
Kaden: 13
Roy groaned, still garbed in the red and black of Arsenal and exhausted from his latest mission, as he dragged himself through the window into an old safe house in Star City. It was one of only a few safe houses he continued to maintain in the city, but this one in particular, held some good memories. This was one of his old team's 'The Outlaws" safe houses, so it held a bit of sentimental value. It also had a really nice workshop with which he'd built many of his 'toys', which was all the more reason he kept it well maintained.
Roy peeled off his mask and tossed it on a nearby table, dropping his bow by his workbench, then carefully peeling off his armor and tossing it aside; he'd clean it up later, but right now he was too worn out. Though it had been a while since he'd last been here; couldn't hurt to poke around a little. Mostly for nostalgia's sake, because some of his best memories were from his time as part of The Outlaws.
Roy made his way into each of the rooms, each of them left untouched since the last time his old team had used this place. It was in Jason's old room that he'd made a most interesting discovery; and old, small lockbox in the corner of the room with a key on the nightstand. Curious, he opened padded over and grabbed the key; he knew Jason wouldn't mind. In fact, he remembered this same lockbox having been left in his care when their team disbanded.
Roy opened the lock and lifted the lid, looking at the contents inside. When he saw what was inside, he grinned from ear to ear.
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Jason let out a tired yawn as he dragged himself out of the bedroom and down to the kitchen where his husband was, at the stove cooking what smelled like cinnamon pancakes. The man was already dressed in a white tank top and a pair of jeans, meaning today was one of his days off. Jason would have been busy thinking of ways to abuse that, but he was simply too tired; last night's mission proved very trying. Busting a military grade weapon's shipment while keeping Harely's Jokerz away from it, all the while keeping his gangs from gunning for the shipment themselves...well, it tried his patience more than anything else.
"Morning" Jason muttered, scrubbing his face with his hands. Dick glanced back at the man, flashing a smile as he dropped the last pancake onto the platter with the rest, then moved to the coffee pot to pour some coffee. He grabbed a couple of pancakes and put them on a plate, drowning them in syrup and then moved to the table. He slid the coffee and the pancakes to his husband and kissed his head.
"Morning Jaybird. Rough night last night?" he asked before making up another plate. Jason grunted and sipped his coffee, giving a satisfied 'mmm' sound.
"You have no idea," Jason grumbled, stabbing at his pancakes. "I feel like I have a hangover, but I didn't even get drunk last night. Fuck." Dick chuckled in amusement as he placed a plate of pancakes and a glass of orange juice on the table. As if on cue, Kaden shuffled down the hall, barefoot, from his bedroom moments later. Star raced passed him, tail wagging happily as she went to both Dick and Jason for her morning pats, then proceeded to the living room to play with her rope toy.
Kaden was dressed, at least, in a pair of ripped jeans (Dick hated those things) and a red t-shirt reading 'Strong Style Has Arrived'. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he flopped down in his chair at the table, his hair still a mess.
"Wow, you look like hell," Jason commented, earning a snort from Kaden.
"I was kind of up late last night," Kaden replied, sipping his orange juice. He glanced at his papa, who wordlessly set a cup of coffee down onto the table with a smile. Kaden flashed a smile back; he often wondered how his papa knew him so well...
"Oh yeah? Not studying I suppose?" Jason asked with a smirk, taking a bite of his food. Kaden rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"No, it was Friday. I was running a dungeon in World of Warcraft with Mike and his shitty guild," Kaden replied.
"Should've invited me. I'd've gone with you," Dick added, joining his boys at the table, coffee and pancakes in hand. Kaden looked at him incredulously and Dick gave a shrug.
"What? I play, occasionally," Dick commented, biting into a pancake. Kaden arched an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah? What's your main?" Kaden asked curiously.
"Level 80 Blood Elf Priest," Dick replied.
"Ugh, nerds, the both of you," Jason commented, rolling his eyes. Dick laughed and patted Jason's shoulder.
"You love us anyway," Dick responded.
"Unfortunately," Jason commented.
"Hey! What's that mean?" Kaden added in with a laugh as his father ruffled his hair. There was a knock at the door, interrupting their breakfast. Dick was up first and made his way to the door. When he opened it, there was a package with a note sitting in front of their door, addressed to Jason.
"Hey Jay, you got a package," Dick called back, picking it up and closing the door. Jason sat upright at that, confused; he hadn't ordered anything, so what could it be? "It's from Roy. There's a note here from you. 'Wanted to bring this to you in person, but something came up." Dick read. He handed the package of to Jason, and both Dick and Kaden scooted a little closer to see what it was. Jason opened the box and inside, was a lockbox with a key. Dick glanced over at Jason and spied a glimmer of recognition in the man's eyes.
"What is it?" he asked. Jason glanced over at him and took he lockbox out, pushing the box to the floor.
"Memories," Jason replied, using he key and popping the box open. Dick and Kaden peered over the man's shoulder to see what was inside. Jason pulled out a bunch of photos; baby pictures.
"Aw, are those baby pictures? Who is it?" Dick asked with a huge grin on his face. Jason smiled at the pictures as he sifted through them.
"Me," he replied. Both Dick and Kaden looked at Jason as if he had three heads.
"They're yours?" Dick asked in disbelief. Jason simply gave a nod. "Why haven't I seen them before? Where did they come from?" Dick asked. Jason gave a shrug.
"If I had to guess, they were taken by my mother. Probably before she turned into a drugged up mess," Jason said with a snort. "I saved them after she died. They were...personal. So I kept them private. Something to call my own," he replied. Dick felt a twinge of sadness, which was quickly replaced by joy at the sight of baby Jason, his chubby cheeks and unruly little head of black hair. Dick snatched a picture, Jason grabbing after it, and Kaden following to get a better look.
"Wow, that's dad?" Kaden asked, looking at the picture from Dick's side.
"Aaaaw, baby Jason is so adorable! And look at those bright blue eyes! And that smile! You look so adorable!" Dick cooed. Jason smirked and rolled his eyes as Dick came back with the picture, handing it off to Jason. Dick stood there, waiting expectantly as Jason shuffled through them. He sighed and handed the pictures over.
"Here. You know I can't stand that puppy eyed look of yours," Jason murmured. Dick giggled excitedly and sat down at the table, Kaden pulling up a chair beside him.
"Wow, dad was a baby once. I thought he was always old," Kaden teased.
"Bite me," Jason responded, placing the pictures back in the box as Dick passed them off. Dick stopped at one of a Jason, a little older, with a red hoodie and hugging a little brown puppy.
"Aaw, Kades, look at this one!" Dick called, Kaden handing the pictures he'd snatched back to his father.
"Hey, whose the dog?" Kaden asked curiously.
"Don't remember. I was probably only three or four there. That was, uh. When the pictures sort of stopped," Jason replied. Dick handed it back to him and he placed it in the box, locking it back up. Suddenly, Dick hopped up out of his chair and made for the living room. Curious, Jason called after him "what're you doing?"
"Calling Alfred! We've got to show those off to him and Bruce!" Dick called cheerily. Jason blushed a light pink as he followed after him.
"How about no?" he said. Dick scoffed and waved his hand playfully.
"Oh, and Tim and Damian too! Everyone should see how adorable you are!" Dick teased, grabbing his phone and holding it out of reach of Jason.
"Absolutely not!"
"I'm going to grandpa's!" Kaden called from the kitchen.
"Alright, have fun!" Jason called as he managed to pin Dick to the couch. As the door closed behind the teen, realization dawned on Jason. He jumped up and ran into the kitchen to find the lock box gone.
"That brat!" Jason pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Looks like he takes after me a little too," Dick teased, kissing the man's jaw.
