So… the end result of the vote was that Jason and Charlie are for each other and no one else. So, Jase won't taste the rainbow.
The next question…should there be a chapter where Jase loses his…you know ' V Card'.
It wouldn't be graphic, it wouldn't be intense, and it wouldn't be the next chapter but would happen eventually.
If you say yes drop a comment saying YES and if you don't want to read about that then drop a comment stating NO.
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EVENT: Letters from the Past
JASON: Sixteen.
It's when Dick is cleaning out his and Conner's closet that he finds it.
The Nike shoes box that's covered in stickers with Jason's name written on the bottom.
After opening it, Dick finds that the inside of the lid has 'Do NOT open until Jason is Fifteen' scrawled out on the cardboard.
"What's that?" Conner asks as he walks into the fairly large closet with an empty box.
"Do you remember when we all wrote down notes for Jase a week after we brought him home? We all agreed that we would give them to him on his fifteenth birthday. This is where we put them all." Dick smiles up at his husband and looks down at all of the pieces of paper.
"I thought we lost this." Conner chuckles and picks up a yellow note.
"Should we give these to him?" Dick asks softly.
"Later…he's finishing up with his room." With that, Conner places a kiss on Dick's cheek and starts placing clothes into a box.
Jason finds himself packing his own clothes into boxes.
He looks over the mess of shirts and shakes his head in shock.
The clothes he had put on his hangers consisted of this month's regulars.
Clothes he wore often.
This pile consisted of button up shirts, dark T-shirts, hoodies…frankly just a blob of darkness.
The pile beside it consisted of the clothes he had worn earlier in the year.
It held blues and greens and reds. T-shirts and polo shirts of every color.
The teen finds himself looking at both piles with a frown.
How had he changed so much in a matter of months?
"Jase? You almost ready? The moving truck is downstairs." Conner stands at the doorway with a small smile.
"Yeah, I'll be down in a few minutes." Jason says before starting to stuff the clothes into boxes.
… … … … …
Later that day, the family of three are carrying their belongings into Wayne Manor.
Clark helps and so does Tim.
Soon, Jason is lead to his new room where he finds that most of his belongings have already been brought to.
"This used to be your Pop's room." Tim sighs as he drops the last box by Jason's bed.
"It's…representative." Jason nods and looks at the red and black walls.
"Yeah…you should get started with these boxes…I'll go see if anyone needs help."
Jason nods and turns to the dresser in front of the king sized bed.
The black wooden piece of furniture is large, and at the center there's a large mirror.
The glass shines brightly and shows Jason's reflection.
The ebony sees a blank faced boy dressed in all black and he can't help but send himself a disgusted glare.
This wasn't who he was…nor was was it who he wanted to be.
Lately he'd begun to notice that the person he had become over the past year was…infuriating.
He was starting to hate his image…his reflection.
With that, Jason turns from the morror and opens on of the drawers.
He finds that it isn't empty.
Inside, there's a small pile of photos and pieces of lined paper.
Carefully, he takes them all out and places them on his bed.
Not bothering to look through them, he started stuffing the drawers with his clothes.
… … … … … … … …
"Jase?" Dick walks in a few hours later to find his son sprawled out on his bed.
The room is an exact replica of what is was at their apartment and Dick finds himself smiling as he walks over to lay beside the younger boy with a shoe box in his hands.
"Pop…do you ever wish you could change the past?" Jason asks as he stares at the glow-in-the-dark stars that were on the ceiling.
"…sometimes. But then I look at the things are now and…I wouldn't have them any other way." Dick confesses.
Jason doesn't answer. Instead he turns on his side and looks at his father.
"What's that?" he asks and nods at the Nike box.
"It's for you…we're a little late in giving it to you though." Dick chuckles and hands over the box.
"What is this?" Jason asks before dumping the pieces of paper onto the bed.
"They're 'Future You' letters. When you were a baby…a lot of us heroes decided that it would be good to…write you letters. And you wouldn't be allowed to read them until you were fifteen. They're supposed to give you advice…tips…motivation."
"I'm sixteen."
"I know…we're a little late. But…read them. They might help at some point." With that, Dick stands and leans over to place a kiss of his son's head.
"Thanks Pop." Jason smiles up at the older hero before sighing.
Once Dick leaves and closes the door, Jason grabs the nearest piece of paper and unfolds it.
Dear Jay,
I know that when you're reading this…you might not really need to know this. But for when you do need to know this…here it is. If you're not worth their effort…then they're not worth your Love.
-Rocket
Jason stares down at the message with a small smile before placing it back in the box.
He grabs a yellow piece of paper and opens it carefully.
Jase,
Buddy…there's going to be rough times. We know. But don't give up. Never give up. Because maybe…just maybe…there's a souvenir waiting for you at the end.
-Wally
Jason places that one back into the box and grabs the next.
Jase,
If anyone ever tells you that you can't…turn around and tell them 'Watch me'
-Dick
Jason keeps shifting through them…and with every one, his smile grows bigger.
Jason,
Quitting is for those not passionate
-Black Canary
Jason,
Find yourself your own little spitfire…
-A and W
Jason,
Don't forget your family.
-Kaldur
Jason,
You're cute when you laugh
-M'gann
Jason,
Seriously…what do they feed you?
-Gar and Bart
Jason,
We were there for you then…we're here for you now…and we'll be there for you until the end.
-your family,
Wally, Artemis, Megan, Gar, Bart, Tim, Damian, Billy, Hal, Clark, Bruce, Barry, AQ, WW,BC, Rocket, Zatanna, The Rest of the League, and your parents(Conner and Dick)
Once Jason is done, he slips the box under his bed and makes his way over to the pile of pictures he had found earlier.
Picking up the first on in the pile, Jason looks down at his 'family'.
The picture was taken in front of when looks like a cave wall.
He sees Wally, Artemis, Megan, Bart, Billy, Tim, and all the others standing in a large group.
Clark and Bruce stands beside his parents in the middle with wide smiles.
But what he notices is that everyone looks so young.
Dick is shorter than almost everyone and instead of being pressed up against Conner like he usually is, he has a hand on his hip and the other around Bruce's waist.
Conner has his arms crossed and is smiling cockily at the camera.
Jason only laughs and uses a strip of tape to place it on his wall.
"Jase?" the teen turns to find his Dad standing there with a small smile.
"Yeah?"
"Charlie's here to see you."
That's all Jason needs to hear before he's running down the hall and stairs.
"Slow down." Clark chuckles as he rushes past the man to get to the living room.
"Charlie?" he gasps as he runs into the room.
"Hey…geez what did you do? Run a marathon?" The blonde asks as he looks away from the large portrait that hangs over the fire place.
"What are you doing here?" the ebony asks and walks over.
"I went to the complex but…the front desk told me you moved. I came here to ask Clark and…your dad answered the door."
"Yeah…I…yeah."
"Why didn't you tell me that you guys were moving?"
"I kind of only find out a few days ago." Jason blushes as Charlie walks over to stand in front of him.
"Jase?"
"Hm?"
"Your parents are listening…can we…go talk somewhere private?"
When Jason turns…sure enough he finds his Pop and Dad watching from the staircase with smiles.
"Yeah…come on." Jason sighs and leads the blonde towards his room.
Once there, Charlie sits at the end of the bed and looks down at the carpeted floor.
"Something wrong?" Jason asks before turning on the lights and sitting down beside the other.
"Jase…I miss you."
"I miss you too." Jason confesses before reaching over and taking the other boy's hand.
"But…I don't want to rush back into things."
"We don't have to."
"…but I want things to go back to normal…"
"Charlie…" instead of finishing his sentence, Jason leans over and places his lips over the blonde's gently.
Charlie lets out a sound of surprise before he places a hand on the ebony's shoulder and pecks him back.
The kiss is sweet…innocent…everything that Jason misses.
"What…"
"We start over. From the beginning." Jason states with nod.
"You say it like it'll be easy."
"…we can try."
"Okay…" Charlie sighs and nods before planting a kiss on Jason's cheek.
Jason only smiles at him and sighs…maybe things were finally starting to go his way.