[but for now, he's gonna press play on the first memory.]
[as it plays out, he looks... frustrated, angry. but by the time it finishes, that anger is tempered with resignation. he doesn't really have high hopes for Bruce. not anymore.]
[jason huffs half a laugh, at the thought that maybe he doesn't deserve this. it's hard to imagine, when all he can think of is that what he doesn't deserve is someone telling him that he's right.
he leans in to that touch, and closes his eyes to savor it.]
Can't believe you're still sayin' that, after I chased the wife off over coffee.
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[Takes his phone out from his pocket,]
So, who goes first?
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I'm thinkin' two. You?
[he makes the purchase pretty easily]
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[Beep boop]
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['cause his memories usually suck.]
That mean you want me to start?
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[Soooo Jason doesn't get overwhelmed with two at once.]
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[but for now, he's gonna press play on the first memory.]
[as it plays out, he looks... frustrated, angry. but by the time it finishes, that anger is tempered with resignation. he doesn't really have high hopes for Bruce. not anymore.]
No kid memories today. Too bad.
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What the fuck?! You weren't even fighting back!!
What kinda father just-- beats on his own kid like that?!
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[he shrugs]
I'm just not the kid he likes.
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That's not right.
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Y'remember I'm almost twice Talon's age, right? Don't think Bruce knew about Talon until very recently.
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Playing favourites is bad enough. But treating you like that...
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Who coulda predicted.
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...S'exactly why I don't want you to go back to Gotham.
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But it's not.
[he sighs.]
... But, sure. Thanks.
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[A pause, before a pained whine.]
He's just gonna keep hurting you.
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He is pretty shitty, though.
[he settles for a half-hearted shrug.]
Your turn.
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He doesn't get to call himself 'good' if he turns around and does this. It's just wrong.
This isn't normal. It's shouldn't just be, 'oh, that's how he is'. You know that, right??
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Beat my mom, and probably me. Alcoholic, the whole nine yards.
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[His face trembles, before he just-- buries himself into hugging Jason. Almost more for his own sake than for his.
It just. Hurt to think about. It wasn't fair.]
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and enough to try and calmly run his hand through nero's hair, massaging lightly to reassure him.]
He's long gone. But everything about this-- I'm used to it.
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I wish you weren't.
You deserve better. I'll keep saying that as long as I need to. You do.
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[he pauses for a long time, and finally, glances away, admitting quietly,]
... I just wish he'd trust me.
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Even I know that, and I'm an idiot.
[Nero swallows the lump in his throat, and strokes Jason's hair]
If he can't, then he doesn't deserve you.
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he leans in to that touch, and closes his eyes to savor it.]
Can't believe you're still sayin' that, after I chased the wife off over coffee.
[but his tone is a little more relaxed anyway]
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It's not a big deal. You've always made things right, Jason... even without me asking.
Anyone who really knows you knows you've got a good heart.
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