SO…yeah. I've put up pictures of Jason through the years on my profile if any of you are interested and will be putting Charlie's up as well.
Hope you guys enjoy this chapter…I did my best to keep it as clean as possible while also explaining what's going on clearly.
Anyways, thanks a bunch to everyone who reviewed last chapter! Love you guys for that!
Could you…maybe do it again? : )
EVENT: First High School Party/ First Super Power
JASON: Sixteen.
"This is the place?" Jason mumbles as he looks at the large brick building in front of them.
"Yeah." Charlie smiles widely and nods.
"Are you sure about this? This place isn't really…your scene." Jason sighs as looks around, his eyes meeting multiple couples showing affection and his ears meeting with the heavy thump of a song's bass.
"I'm sure. Come on Jase, at least try?" Charlie pleads.
"Fine. I guess I can give this place a shot…not like I really have a choice anyway; you're part of the team."
With that, they both exit the car and make their way towards the front of the building.
It's Saturday. Half past ten and Jason has been dragged over to the lacrosse team's victory party by Charlie.
Although every fiber in his being is screaming at the hero to pull Charlie away from the warehouse…Jason finds himself forcing his way through the small door and into the hectic party that resides inside.
Music thumps through the room so loud that Jason can feel every thump of the bass in his chest.
Charlie doesn't seem to mind and he pulls the ebony towards the center of the dance floor.
"Charlie I don't know about this." Jason screams over the music.
"You've never been to a party in your life Jase. Loosen up. Be a normal teen just for tonight." Charlie calls back and laughs before beginning to move with the crowd of dancing bodies.
Normal…
Jason takes one last look at the crowd that surrounds him before nodding to himself.
Normal.
Following everyone else's lead, Jason grips Charlie's waist gently before pulling him close.
"One night…one night I won't be responsible for anyone else but myself and you." Jason says just loud enough for Charlie to hear.
"One night." Charlie promises as his arms wrap around the other's shoulders.
And so the night begins.
They spend what seems like hours in the middle of the crowd.
The music never lowers nor does it slow down.
Soon enough, Jason finds himself relaxed and enjoying himself.
It's when the DJ decides to start playing 'Oldies' that problems start to come up.
In one second, the bodies around Jason slow down and begin to rub against each other to the point where he feels awkward and embarrassed.
The dance floor is so packed that he can feel another person's back rub against his own in a way that gives Jason hints as to what type of dancing they're doing.
"This isn't your thing." Charlie says into his ear before beginning to tug him away from the floor.
"I promised I'd try." Jason says and pulls him back.
"Trust me, I'm okay with missing out on this song. Come on, let's get something to drink."
For the first time, Jason actually notices the bodies around him.
He notices how everyone is dressed in T-shirts and ripped jeans where as he is in a button up and tight fitting skinnies.
"I stick out like a sore thumb." Jason mumbles as Charlie pulls him through a door way and into a quieter room.
"I noticed." Charlie chuckles and walks over to one of the many couches that have been set up.
"What is this place anyway? I've never seen it while I'm out." Jason mumbles.
"The team calls it The Safe. It's an old run down club that used to be a huge hang out spot back when our parents were kids. The place burned down though and after a few months of repairing, it became the host spot for team parties." Charlie explains.
"So it's…a club. Kind of."
"Yeah I guess." Charlie nods and Jason looks up in time to see girl walk in with a tray of plastic cups. "Two." The blonde says to the female with a sweet smile.
She complies and hands over two red cups.
"What is this?" Jason asks as Charlie drinks the liquid thirstily.
"Not sure." Charlie mumbles.
"Charlie you can't do that. You know the rules; if we do drugs, our training stops." Jason says strictly before setting the cup on the floor.
"Jase…normal remember? And at worst it's just spiked soda. The team had practice tomorrow; they wouldn't be stupid enough to get themselves burned out."
"I'm responsible for the two of us remember?" Jase mumbles and shakes his head.
"Okay, come on. You need to loosen up again." Charlie rolls his eyes playfully and pulls the other up to his feet.
"I think I've had enough of this place. It's not my thing."
"Just a few more minutes?" Charlie pleads.
And Jason says yes.
Why?
Because he's stupid.
Because he can never say no to his boyfriend.
Because he's a sucker for the puppy dog eyes.
So, when Charlie pulls him back into the crowd, he does his best to act normal.
Even if that means imitating some of the guys around him and rubbing against his spouse in a way that was weird and new.
"You're stiff. Just relax." Charlie instructs into his ear after a few minutes.
"It's harder that it looks. I feel like I'm…being a jerk." Jason mumbles back.
"Okay, here, let me help." With that, Charlie grabs Jason's hands and places them on his waist.
"Now what?" Jason asks wearily.
"Just listen to the beat. Dance how you want."
"And if the way I want is a slow dance?"
"Then…we won't come to a party again. Not if you don't like it."
With that being said, they both stop talking and try to adjust to the environment.
And suddenly…Jason gets it.
It takes him five songs but finally he understands and suddenly they're a part of the crowd.
They're hormonal teenagers just like everyone else and Jason finds himself breaking a sweat from all the moving they're now doing.
"You learn quickly." Charlie chuckles.
"It feels weird. You sure you're okay with me touching you like this?" Jason gently tugs at the blonde's waist band to show where his hands are now resting.
"It's new but…it's fine Jase. You're doing fine."
And they go on.
As the songs get faster, so does their dancing and it gets to the point where is feels more like they're rubbing and grinding more than they are dancing to the beat but…it seems normal.
And then…it happens.
One minute Jason's willing himself not to kiss the living day lights out of Charlie and the next he feels an overwhelming heat run through his cheeks.
"You okay?" Charlie asks when Jason's hands shake slightly on his waist.
"Yeah…yeah I'm fine." Jason nods and pulls him closer.
So they keep dancing.
And as Charlie rubs against him, the waves of heat keep coming.
And then…in the middle of a song…Jason explodes.
He feels his eyes tear up before he can't see for a split second.
And when his vision returns, the pant leg of one of the dancer's beside Charlie is on fire.
Screaming erupts through the room and bodies suddenly start running.
"Jase!" Charlie's voice is all he hears before he's being pulled out of the building.
Charlie is tugging him along with wide eyes and once they get to Jason's car, his brain is working again.
He starts up the vehicle before speeding off just like everyone else.
"Are you okay?" He asks as they drive through the abandoned streets.
"Fine…I saw that."
"Saw what?" Jason asks and glances over to his boyfriend.
"Your eyes. You did that." Charlie mumbles, his voice shaky with shock and fear.
"What do you mean?"
"Jason, your eyes flashed gold! And suddenly a fire appeared!"
"No. There's no way. Dad said I was normal. That there's no way I could turn out to be like him!"
"Well that was a lie. You did it Jase."
"We have to go see Grandpa Clark." Jason mumbles.
"Jase?" Charlie reaches over and grips the other's hand tightly.
"I'm fine."
"Thank you. You tried. Things didn't end like I expected…but at least you tried."
… … … … … … … … …
"Your DNA is reacting." Clark states as he walks back to Jason and Charlie with a packet of papers.
"What does that mean?" Jason asks, not letting go of Charlie's hand.
"Your Kryptonian DNA is finally playing its role." Clark mumbles and sits beside his grandson.
"What triggered it?" Charlie asks softly.
The teens watch as Clark blushes brightly.
"Well…there are a lot of things that trigger our powers." Clark mumbles.
"What triggers the…fire sight stuff?" Jason asks.
"Heat Vision. It's called heat vision." Clark mumbles with an eye roll.
"So what makes it happen?" Charlie asks.
"Well…It's activated by…uh…Sexual Desire." Clark mumbles, his cheeks burning a bright red.
"What?!" Jason demands, his own face heating up as well.
"Don't make me repeat it!" Clark begs before standing up.
"What's next then?" Charlie asks, not even fazed by their new information.
"How are you not freaking out about this?" Jason demands.
"Jase…it's normal for a teenage guy to feel that. The only difference for you is thast fire shoots form your eyes."
"You…you're insane." Jaosn mumbles and crosses his arms.
"I think you should go explain this to your parents." Clark mumbles.
"What?! why me?"
"They're your powers." Clark states.
"You're supposed to help!"
"I did. I let you know how to control it."
"Thanks." Jason says with a frown before sighing and making his way towards the cave entrance.
"Wait." Charlie mumbles before running after him.
… … … … … … … … … …
The Grayson residence is deathly quiet after Jason finishes his explanation.
"So…Charlie makes this happen?" Conner asks cautiously.
"…Yeah." Jason mumbles.
"You have powers." Dick says in shock.
"…Yeah." Jason sighs as his hand grips Charlie's tightly.
"I want to see this for myself." Conner states and stands up.
" Where are you going?" Dick asks with a frown.
His question is answered when Conner walks back to the kitchen table with a candle in his hand.
"Dad!" Jason mumbles with wide eyes.
"Just try."
"I…I can't." Jason mumbles with red cheeks.
"You'll have to learn how to control this eventually. Why not start now?" Dick says calmly.
"…but…but that means that…" Jason looks over at Charlie before sighing and nodding. "Okay."
That being said, Jason turns his eyes to the wick of the candle.
And then he lets his mind run free.
He focuses on the feelings he felt at the party.
He forces himself to remember the way Charlie looked after his first day of training with Bruce.
He makes his brain bring back the images of Charlie's face when he's trying to be seductive but really ends up looking like a kicked puppy after Jason can't hold in his chuckles.
And finally…he allows himself to actually think.
He brings back as many Not- So- Clean thoughts and mental images of his boyfriend.
And suddenly the heat waves start to come. He feels his cheeks redden before his sight goes black for a second and gasps fill the room.
He blinks and finds the candle sporting a tall flame.
"Whoa." Jason breathes out before smiling.