Author's Note: Here's another POV I've never done, so hopefully it's ok. Enjoy!

Warning: Language, an underage character, kind of Robincest, masturbation, and this is a slash! M/M. Don't like it? Don't read it.

Disclaimer: No I don't own any of the batfam, unfortunately. If I did, a LOT of things would be different *smiles evilly*


Jason's POV

Sometimes I really fucking wish I was blind, but then again I don't.

Yeah, so I'm not the most proper teenager or whatever. That's what living on the streets with no father and a druggie for a mother will do to you. And ok, I'll admit I can jump into things without thinking them out thoroughly. I've been yelled at by Bruce about it plenty... Anyways despite that, I am not blind. I can see how Dick looks at me.

That look that confuses the hell out of me.

Ok so maybe I have a crush on my older, adoptive brother. But can you blame me? So yeah, I may have been noticing him more the older I've gotten. When I turned sixteen a few months ago I was practically head over heels, still am. Of course that led to me gawking at him at every opportunity I've gotten. I try my hardest not to get caught, but that hasn't worked out so well for me unfortunately.

Apparently Dick must have been looking at me like that, and now that I think about it I've caught him a few times. Well anyways, yeah somehow we started sharing those glances. It just, happened. One day Dick caught me staring at him but for some reason, I just didn't look away. When I didn't turn away like I usually do, something in Dick's eyes shifted and I haven't been able to place that emotion. No one has ever looked at me like that before.

It scares the shit out of me, and yet, I also kind of like it.

When Dick and I exchange those glances, it wrecks chaos on my insides. My heartbeat pounds, my stomach twists, my breathing quickens, and it's hard to form a coherent thought. I just look into those beautiful baby blues until one of us can't take it anymore and we look away. Typically I'm the one who looks away first, unable to look at that emotion in his eyes for so long. Sometimes I wonder if he ever looked at Starfire or Babs that way, but I try not to think about that.

There is just this feeling that rises up inside of me, a feeling I can't quite place either. Living on the streets basically without any parents, and then being adopted by an emotionless vigilante doesn't really give you much of a chance to understand emotions all that well. Lucky fucking me. From what I can decipher though, it seems I have a humongous crush on my older brother. I just want to hold him close, make him mine and nobody else's, and just fuck him mercilessly. Ok, so that last part was pretty obvious though considering I have gotten more than my fair share of boners from stupid Dick Grayson and his stupid perfect ass.

Ok, so what if after a night of patrol, or sometimes training, with my predecessor I have to jack off? It's not my fault, honestly. It's Dick's for being fucking gorgeous and wearing ridiculous clothes like his stupid disco Nightwing suit that's like a second skin. So after those patrols I slink into bed, somehow managing to hide my ridiculous erections. Seriously, how do I get so hard from that?

I'm not gonna lie, I have a seriously fucking obscene mind. Those nights just seem to be increasing in number. Of course when it does happen I always make sure my door is locked and the lights in my room are off. I really don't want anyone catching me, especially Dick. Then I'll just kick off whatever pair of shorts or pants I'm wearing, and I typically don't wear a shirt to bed. Normally by this time I'm painfully hard, mind thinking of so many dirty fantasies, and all about golden boy Dick Grayson.

Wrapping a hand around my stiff cock, I try to quiet my moans as I slowly begin to stroke myself. I close my eyes and my mind always drifts to Dick. My hand isn't mine any longer, it's his. A bright blush always lights up my face as I begin to pant, stroking faster. Images of my predecessor whispering filthy things in my ear cloud my brain.

The words I can practically hear make a low moan escape my throat, but I'm too far gone to care. I pull and squeeze harder, bucking up into my hand. God, I'm leaking everywhere. Ooh, I'm so close... With a final stroke I thrust upwards, coming all over my stomach with a broken moan. The release is powerful as my body begins to shake as I fall back onto the mattress covered in sweat and completely spent. I try to calm my rapid breathing as I come down from my orgasmic high. Typically it takes me about five minutes before I'm even able to move. Then I'll quickly clean up the mess before collapsing on my bed and falling into a deep sleep.

Yeah, I'm aware I'm a perve but hey, can you blame me? After all I am a horny sixteen year old.

So despite my fantasies and 'relieving' myself, Dick and I have been acting, different, around each other. Especially when Dick is off with the Titans. I'd never admit this out loud, but I do really miss him when he's gone. I'm a lot snappier and I become even more of a moody teenager when he's gone. I also smoke more. Yeah, it's a nasty habit that I picked up on the streets and everyone in the 'family' keeps trying to get me to quit.

Honestly I don't smoke that much, but I try to cut back when Dick's around. There's a lot better things to do with my older brother than get lectured about smoking. Really as soon as Dick walks in the front door of the Manor, my day instantly brightens. We pretty much spend as much time together as we possibly can. Even during patrol, Robin goes with Nightwing every chance I get. And I'd like to think Dick enjoys my company too.

Ok, so I kind of act just different overall around Dickiebird. I just, I don't feel as hostile around him. There's just something about him that makes me more kind and open with affection in general. Also, I think Dick's different with me too. Like, he's always touching me. Not that I mind of course, but it's weird. Yeah Dick's always been the affectionate one, but there's a lot more of it directed towards me. Or maybe I'm just seeing things, I don't know.

God, when did a become such a fucking sap?

Of course I came to an important realization during a rare breakfast where we all ate together. Like always Bruce was relatively silent, and Dick and I were arguing over something that had happened during our patrol the other night. Out of the corner of my eye I was vaguely aware when Bruce went into his detective mode. What was there to investigate? That's about the point where I realized that Dick and I were flirting.

When the hell did that even happen?! I have no idea, but I guess it makes sense. After all when it comes to emotions I'm barely any better at them then Bruce, and that's bad. So one of the other things that I could never name was what Dick and I were doing, but I guess it's flirting. Damn, did everyone know but me? Well, apparently Bruce didn't. Yeah, Bruce tries to ignore our little thing as much as possible and I kind of like it that way.

Anyways, that's when I noticed for myself all of the emotions in Dick's eyes. Some of them I could name, but others I couldn't. As I was looking a small smirk grew on my older brother's lips and I rose an eyebrow when he bumped my foot with his. So I did what any other person would do, I kicked him back. Of course that grew into us fighting under the table, and I ignored Bruce as I saw Dick try to contain a chuckle. What was he so smug about?

Then that's when I realized another important piece of information, we were playing footsie. Fucking footsie. However instead of being embarrassed, I smirked. It seems that my expression pleased my predecessor even more as a wide, bright smile formed on his face. There was that emotion again, and it gave me freakin butterflies. Butterflies. For some strange reason that look always makes me feel like a fucking school girl.

Again, scary as shit.

Yeah, and this isn't even the only thing that scares me. It's how affectionate we are too. When Dick drags me into a hug and I hesitantly hug him back, my heart flutters. When Robin's hair gets ruffled by Nightwing and our gazes linger, my face flushes. When Dick calls me that stupid nickname 'Little Wing' and I respond with 'Dickiebird' just as affectionately, I can't help but smile. When those rare moments that I secretly love happen where Dick will press a kiss to my cheek or I initiate the hug, my knees and insides turn into jello.

All of that scares me.

I can't even describe how happy I am that no one draws attention to Dick and I's thing, not even Babs. However there are those rare moments when Dick or I will catch Bruce watching and we'll share a look that means stop. Sometimes Alfred or Barbra will be around but they never openly watch us. Which I am quite thankful for.

Well this whole big thing has been happening for months, and really we're just flirting heavier and heavier. When we eat dinner together is kinda the worst. We pretty much never stop looking at each other, and I'm not going to lie but I pretty much undress Dick with my eyes. It seems Wingnut likes it though because he can never help himself and does it to me back. The air in the dining room becomes so thick with sexual tension that Bruce usually ends up leaving. After that happens it gets a little awkward, and usually we both end up leaving pretty quickly after that. I try to ignore all of the things I feel, but it's getting even harder the more I try.

Sometimes I wonder if choosing ignorance really is bliss.


Whoohoo! Another chapter! So, I didn't find young Jason too hard to write. I've been writing Jason's character quite a bit lately, and I love him. So yeah we all know Jay is a horny teenager in this story, so I knew that Jason would 'relieve' himself. That was definitely different to write *blush* Oh well, I like how this turned out. It's cute :) So if you enjoyed don't forget to fave/follow/review or all 3!

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Coming Up: Dick's POV