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    Jason did not intend to get hit with one of Poison Ivy’s most recent concoctions. Dick really underplayed how much this shit SUCKS. (inspired by envysparkler’s brilliant fic “touch starved”).

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    27 Jan 2025

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    This wasn’t Jason’s problem anymore. Bruce had lost him, and he had no intention of coming back. That was what he kept telling himself. Over and over again.

    But Dick had never stopped being his big brother. And he never would.

    Even if he was hardly recognizable like this, barely lucid, begging for death at the hands of a stone cold killer.

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    26 Jan 2025

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    “Jay?” Dick mumbled, clearly confused. “What’re you doin’ here?”

    “This is my safehouse, dumbass.” Shit.

    Dick blinked. “Yeah, but…” he furrowed his brow. “Didn’ think you’d be here….” He continued blinking at Jason, but made no further moves to enter the apartment.

    Jason’s mind was running through scenarios. Drunk? High? Drugged? Some sort of mental breakdown? And why had the golden boy come here?

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    26 Jan 2025

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    His face was gaunt and paler than he’d ever seen. Jason could tell he hadn’t eaten or slept well in the last week. Hickeys among other marks covered his bare chest. His pants, which were rumpled heavily, looked like they had dried wet on the floor for days.

     

    It was Dick.

     

    Dick, who Jason hated. Dick, who Jason was here to beat. Dick, who was sitting on the filthy ground in some back alley of his own city, half naked with his arms around himself, trembling, with a broken expression on his face and a not-all-there look in his eyes.

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    25 Jan 2025

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    Reluctantly, Dick tore his eyes away from the miniature figures moving below. “I"m looking for answers.”
    “To what?” Jason’s voice sounded steadier now, less winded.
    “Why. Why is it that despite spending my life fighting for independence…I always lose it?"

     

    Day 16 of Whumptober

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    25 Jan 2025