Prompt: Kaden finds out the truth about his parents

Dick: 30
Jason: 28
Kaden: 5

Dick sighed and wiped his brow as he pulled himself up off of the living room floor, head and chest dripping with sweat as he finished another work out. Jason was out dealing with his 'other work' again, leaving him and Kaden alone today. Kaden had spent a lot of his time in his room lately, and truth be told, Dick was a little worried for the boy. He made a decision to bring it up to Jason when he got back, but for the moment, he needed a shower.

Speaking of Jason, the man returned to the apartment just as soon as Dick padded out of the bathroom, pulling on a white tank top ans fastening the button on his jeans. Jason whistled as he looked Dick over, a feral grin o his face, and stepped closer to his husband.

"Looks like I missed the fun. Why don't you leave that unbuttoned for me?" Jason purred, hooking a finger in the hem of Dick's pants. Dick chuckled in amusement and stepped into his husband's space, wrapping an arm around the man's waist and pressing a soft kiss to the man's lips. As he pulled away, his arm moved up to the man's neck, massaging it a little as he leaned his forehead against Jason's.

"As much as I'd like to fool around a bit, we need to talk," Dick said softly. Jason stopped everything and pulled away from Dick, frowning.

"Uh...what'd I do now?" Jason asked, to which Dick just snickered in amusement and shook his head.

"No Jay, it's not about you," Dick answered, looking down the hallway toward Kaden's room. "It's Kaden." Jason's expression turned to concern then as he took a step around Dick to look down the hallway; the door was closed and not a peep could be heard from the room.

"What's wrong with him?" Jason asked, turning his attention back to Dick. Dick sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, his other hand coming to rest on his hip as he glanced back down the hallway again, before turning his attention back to Jason.

"I don't know. But if you've noticed, he's spent an awful lot of time in his room by himself lately," Dick began. He turned toward the hallway and took a few steps toward it before turning back to Jason and continued "he hasn't been very talkative lately either. He's just not...well, him." Jason crossed his arms over his chest and nodded to himself. He looked down the hallway and then turned to Dick.

"Well, let's go talk to him then, and find out what's going on," he suggested. Dick simply nodded and followed him to the boy's room. Jason gave a soft rap against the cool wood of the door. A few moments later, came a tiny voice 'come in'. Jason pushed the door open and stepped inside with Dick behind him, where they found Kaden playing quietly with a toy train on the floor.

Jason sat down on the floor, crossed legged across from Kaden and Dick crouched down behind him, rubbing his shoulder soothingly.

"Hey baby bird. Papa and I wanna talk to you, okay?" Jason asked. Kaden looked up at them, not a trace of a smile on his face and nodded. Dick and Jason exchanged concerned glances, but turned back to Kaden. Jason ducked his head a bit to look into Kaden's eyes. "Hey, look at me please?" Kaden looked up at his father and Jason cleared his throat.

"Is something wrong, buddy? You've spent an awful lot of time in your room lately."

"I'm fine, dad," Kaden said softly. Jason frowned and cupped the boy's cheek, making him look at him.

"Kaden, c'mon. You know you can talk to us," Dick said softly from behind Jason. Kaden looked over at his papa and sighed.

"Remember when you guys were telling me how babies were born?" Kaden asked. Dick and Jason exchanged glances again, the both of them sharing a knowing look; they knew where this was going. "Well...one of you isn't really my dad, huh?" Kaden asked in a sad tone. Jason heaved a sigh and enlaced his fingers with Dick's.

"No, Kaden. One of us isn't. That'd be me," Dick said smoothly. Jason interrupted then, shaking his head.

"Kaden, look at me," he said. Kaden looked up at his dad, and Jason rubbed the boy's shoulder soothingly. "It's true that Dickie isn't related to you by blood, but that doesn't matter."

"But-"

"Your dad and I aren't related to grandpa Bruce, but we still consider him our dad," Jason explained, hesitating for a moment on that last word; things were still a little...tense between him and Bruce, but he meant what he said. "And uncle Tim and Damian aren't our brothers by blood either, but they're still family. Do you understand?" Kaden gave a nod and stared down at the floor for a few moments.

"Tell me something. Does papa kiss your boo-boos when you get hurt?" Jason asked. Kaden nodded. "Does he read you bed time stories?" Again the boy nodded. "And who cooks you breakfast, because god knows daddy would burn down the entire apartment building," Jason asked with a smile, glancing up at Dick who smiled back. Kaden giggled a bit.

"Papa."

"And every night, before you go to sleep, and every morning, before you go to school, does Papa tell you he loves you?" Jason asked. Kaden's smile brightened a little and he gave another nod. Jason smiled and ruffled the boy's hair playfully.

"Then see, baby bird? Dick might not be your father, but he's definitely your papa, right?"

"Yeah," Kaden said cheerily, hopping up off the floor and hugging Dick. Dick chuckled in amusement and hugged the little boy tight.

"When you're older, we'll tell you about your mother, okay? But never doubt that Dick is your dad, okay? Because all those things we just talked about? Those are things dads do. Understand?"

"Yeah. Thanks daddy," Kaden said cheerily, hugging both of his parents, with a tiny arm wrapped around each of their necks. Jason and Dick stood up to full height again, pulling Kaden up with them, each of them wrapping an arm around the boy.

"Now, why don't you get your shoes on, and daddy and I will take you to the park. How does that sound?" Dick asked with a smile. Kaden smiled brightly and hopped down from his parents arm, rushing out of the room to get his shoes.

"Yay! I love the park!" he called all the way down the hall. Jason and Dick watched the boy go, the both of them smiling now that their son was in better spirits. Dick turned and pressed a kiss to Jason's cheek.

"You handled that well," Dick complimented. Jason just shrugged his shoulders.

"I just asked myself what Alfred would have said. His sagely wisdom seems to have rubbed off on me."