Prompt: Dick ropes his boys into another Wayne Charity Gala.
Jason - 37
Dick - 39
Kaden - 14
Jason frowned as he looked into the bathroom mirror and adjusted his tie. He was dressed up for another Wayne Charity Gala, donning a black tuxedo, black dress pants and dress shoes, with a white undershirt, a red vest and a black bow tie. He hated going to Bruce's Charity Galas; it was like jumping into a Viper's nest. He would much rather have preferred jumping into a shark tank. How do I let Dick talk me into these things?
"You look great Jaybird," Dick purred from behind Jason, leaning nonchalant against the door frame. Jason looked as his husband through the mirror and frowned as he fiddled with his tie, finally getting the damn thing right.
"Yeah well, you know I'd much rather-" he began, but Dick interrupted with a slight laugh as he sauntered into the bathroom and wrapped his arms around his husband's waist and pressed his lips against the man's neck.
"I know you hate them Jaybird, but-" Jason snorted in interruption, but Dick ignored him and went on "-Bruce asked us to go. And the people of Gotham are expecting to see us there, after all. You know how these games work." Jason sighed in response, fiddling with his tie again. Dick swatted his hand away and straightened it a little. He pressed his lips against the nape of Jason's neck a few times, his hands settling on his hips.
"Tell you what, Jason," Dick began, whispering in Jason's ear. The man shivered a little as Dick's breath played over his ear. "You go to this Gala with me and behave yourself..." Dick paused, a mischievous smirk playing across his lips as he nibbled on Jason's ear. Jason bit his lip, growling slightly at the other man's teasing.
"And?" he asked. Dick's smirk turned into a grin as he gave the man's hips a light squeeze.
"And I'll help you take that suit off later. Underwear and all," he purred, whispering the latter into the man's ear. Jason closed his eyes shut and groaned. Dick Grayson did not play fair! Jason sighed and turned in Dick's arms, grinning back at him as he leaned down for a kiss. Their lips melted together perfectly and Jason took the opportunity to slip his tongue into the other man's mouth, drawing a moan out of him.
"You're a cheater. But, deal," Jason replied.
"Dad! Papa!" Kaden called from the living room. Jason and Dick shared a look and a smile and together, the two of them made their way out into the living room. There they found their fourteen-year-old son struggling with his tie. Kaden frowned as he struggled to tie it and gave a frustrated growl when it came undone again. He huffed in annoyance and threw his arms in the air, completely fed up with the thing.
"Relax kiddo, take a breather. Here, let me," Jason said with a smirk, reminded of himself at that age.
"Ugh! These damn things are impossible!" Jason hissed angrily, throwing his hands up in defeat. Bruce strode up to him and patted his hair, earning an annoyed glare.
"Calm down Jason, it's not that difficult," Bruce said evenly, a small smirk at the corner of his lips as he tied Jason's tie for him. Alfred hummed softly in the background.
"As I recall, Master Bruce, it took you eight years to learn to tie your own tie."
"There you go champ, all set," Jason said smoothly, flashing the teen a smile as he ruffled his hair. Kaden frowned as he smoothed his hair out again and then the tie, tucking it into his red vest.
"Thanks," Kaden muttered. He heaved a sigh and raked a hand through his hair. "Do we have to go to this thing? Those old ladies are always pinching my cheeks. I'm fourteen! I'm too old for that crap!" Jason laughed and patted his son's shoulder affectionately.
"Well, if I have to go and be miserable, then you have to go and be miserable too." Dick chuckled in amusement, stepping between his boys and wrapping his arms around their shoulders.
"Alright, let's get going! Don't want to be late!" he said cheerily, earning a snort from both Jason and Kaden.
"Speak for yourself," they said in unison.
Dick, Jason and Kaden were practically assaulted by the press almost as soon as they arrived. It was only because of Bruce that they got through without incident; one of the cameramen was sticking a camera in Kaden's face, and Dick swore Jason was about ready to beat him with his own camera.
After the initial incident, things seemed to lighten up a bit. Gotham's elite were all gathered in the ballroom mostly exchanging small talk and gossip, as Gotham's more fortunate were wont to do. Dick and Jason were separated pretty early, as the former's adoring fans carted him off to ogle and flirt with him, much to Jason's annoyance.
He had his own admirers however, men and women alike, and he'd gotten passes from both. Bagging a Wayne, even an adopted one, was always a sport amongst these snakes. As for Kaden, the poor boy was having his cheeks pinched and told how adorable he looked, as usual. Damian took the opportunity to tease him about it, mostly because he didn't have to put up with it anymore.
Jason was used to the stares he got, the ogling, and the occasional grab; it was hard to see who had the balls to touch him in this crowd. Dick wasn't fairing any better it seemed, as even all these years later, men and women alike were still trying to get into the Prince of Gotham's pants. The most annoying part of the whole ordeal, was people seemed to forget (ignore, more like) that the two of them were married.
So it was pretty much business as usual at a Wayne Charity Gala.
Jason, Dick, and Kaden did finally manage to get together in a corner of the room, away from the crowds for a little bit though. Jason heaved a sigh as he downed a drink, placing the glass on the table behind him and tugging at the collar of his shirt.
"Business as usual. I can't stand these things," he muttered with a pout. Dick chuckled in amusement and kissed the man's jaw, wrapping an arm around his waist.
"Aw, I think it's cute when you pout, Jaybird," he teased, earning a little smirk from Jason. Kaden huffed, also pouting, and crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back against the wall behind him.
"This is awful. We've been here for over an hour, and I've had my cheeks pinched, and been told I'm adorable like, a million times, and-"
"What about that girl I saw you talking with, hmm? I think I saw some sparks," Jason teased, playfully jabbing Kaden in the side with his elbow. Kaden blushed crimson and shook his head.
"What? No, that was just a friend from school!" the teen quickly countered. Dick chuckled in amusement and pointed at the teen's face.
"That blush says otherwise, Little Wing," he teased. Kaden's blush darkened as he huffed In annoyance.
"Can we go now? Please?" he practically begged. Jason grabbed another drink and downed it, setting the empty glass down beside his last one and gave a nod.
"Yeah, I'm with the kid. C'mon Dickie, it's been an hour and a half, let us off the hook," Jason added. Dick could barely hold back his laughter to see both of his boys pouting, and practically begging for the 'torture' to end.
"Alright, alright. Let's go find Bruce first, then," he replied. And so the three of them went to hunting Bruce down, which wasn't a hard task; even in his older age, he proved to be quite the womanizer, as evidenced by the four giggling women around him.
"Hey Bruce, sorry but we're bailing," Jason said evenly as soon as he got within ear shot. Bruce's smile faded slightly as he parted from the girls and let them into the foyer.
"I see. Well I'm glad you could at least make an appearance-" Bruce began, interrupted by Kaden.
"You shoulda seen it Gradpa! Some guy got all touchy with dad, and Papa almost knocked his head off!" Kaden said with another laugh. Jason grinned while Dick shook his head. He gently prodded Dick in the side with his elbow. Neither of them had thought Kaden had seen that; he hadn't said anything until now.
"Whose jealous now, Dickie?" he teased. Dick smiled back at him, then turned his attention back to Bruce.
"Anyway, we're going now. Thanks."
Jason and Kaden heaved tired sighs as they came through the door to the apartment, Star waiting for them, tail wagging happily.
"Finally," both Jason and Kaden said in unison, the two of them flopping tiredly onto the couch. Star hopped up beside them and laid herself over their laps, tail still going as the two of them patted her.
"You guys, it wasn't that bad," Dick said amusedly, loosening his tie. Jason snorted and pulled his off and groaned, scrubbing his face with his hands.
"Oh yes. Yes it was. And if you remember, you owe me," Jason replied as his face split into a rather suggestive grin. Dick cocked an eyebrow, and then memory came back to him. He flashed a smirk at the man as he approached him.
"Ah yeah, I remember now. I promised to help...relieve you...of your tux," Dick purred. "Kaden, why don't you go to your room."
"Okay, first; ew. Second; you don't need to tell me twice," Kaden replied, hopping off of the couch and quickly retreating to his bedroom with Star behind him. Dick sat on Jason's lap, the man beneath him grinning wickedly as he undid the buttons on Dick's undershirt.
"Time to have a little party of my own," he purred, pulling Dick's head down for a searing kiss.