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Dick hasn't been an excellent brother.
At least not with Jay, he still remembers those days where a certain smiling boy used to follow him everywhere, unconsciously trying to get his attention, to be liked, to be understood, to be his brother.
And what did he do? He ignored him, treated him unjustly indifferent just because he was going through a crucial moment with B, lost any chance to be what Jay needed. Then it was bad days, he distanced himself from B again, beat the crap out of a certain psychopath and finally got the chance to see him again.
After several failed attempts (and definitely thanks to Alfred's intervention) finally the family was complete, yes, Jason used to be very different, but he didn't plan to change it, he would accept everything from him.
Including his way of dealing with the crime rate in Gotham and though it didn't hurt to nip things in the bud from time to time, Jay had decided to accept Batman's No Guns policy to avoid conflict, to come back, though for him (and he hoped for everyone) Jason had never left.
From then on, he didn't waste a second trying to build a new brotherly bond, starting with dining on burgers from Jay's favorite stand at the end of patrols, to asking Alfred to bake some cookies so he could enjoy them with him.
It was almost never Jason who used to come over, he was usually the one who used to seek him out and honestly he didn't mind, not as long as he had the opportunity to spend time with him. Still there were exceptions, like today, his brother had invited him to a bar by will and Dick would die rather than cancel on him.
As Grayson excitedly prepared, a dismayed Todd wondered if he was doing the right thing, he had been with the mercenary for about a year and a half and only Alf, Damian and Tim knew about his relationship with Slade.
He didn't deny enjoying time with Grand Bird, in short his very hidden inner child enjoyed each and every interaction with him, however the real reason for this invitation was to tell him that he was the boyfriend of his... Ex
"I wouldn't mind staying a secret" said that manly voice in his ear causing his to shiver as those strong arms encircled his waist
A snort left the young man's lips "Slade, we both know you want this as much as I do."
"Don't blame me, Grayson gives me motive, he won't stop being all over you, I don't understand how you put up with it"
"He's just trying to be a good brother, stop being a jealous piece of shit" the emerald eyed one demanded as he shifted his position to face him and threaten him "If you leave him tied up in an alley like Damian, I'm seriously going to kill you."
"And what did you want me to do? As soon as he had a chance the kid came to stay almost two weeks with you while I had to wait outside You literally ran me off for bringing the kid in!"
"Priorities" Yes, Slade knew, Jason had confessed to him that during his time in the league he had been the guard in charge of the younger boy's security and care.
A soft chuckle came out as he remembered how the pair of idiots vied for his attention every time they got together
"You know? I could literally knock you out and not let you leave, that way Grayson would think you stood him up and break his stupid brotherly illusion."
"Try it and little will I care that you're my boyfriend" threatened the young man in his arms softening his expression as he received a short kiss "Anyway, I'm going to my meeting with Dickie, follow me and I'll kick your ass."
"Love you too Jase" the mercenary said goodbye watching his partner leave unsuccessfully hiding his nervousness.
Four hours later, Dick was on the verge of collapse, things weren't supposed to end like this, I mean how would he explain to B that he needed help because his meeting with Jay had gotten out of control and they went from just talking to drinking without moderation? Yeah, maybe it hadn't been his smartest decision, but don't blame him! Jason had always had a strong resistance to alcohol, so how had he ended up trying to drive the heavier (and definitely more stubborn) man home?
"Come on little wing, I need to take you back to the mansion to get some rest" he requested for the third time as the boy clung to the table
"I don't want to, I want to see Slade"
Oh, at least they had made progress, from just insulting him and refusing he went on to say he wanted to see....
"What?!" he shouted in surprise instantly apologizing for drawing the attention of the rest of the people in the establishment "Come on Jay, you need to rest you're saying things without coherence."
"Dickie, seriously, if you don't want me to kick you in the balls you better stop insisting. I want my fucking boyfriend”
"Slade is your what?!" he yelled helplessly as he roughly shook the younger man's shoulders "No! I mean, that would explain why Alf had told me to ask you if at the next monthly dinner you would need me to prepare more food, but seriously?! Slade?!? I thought he meant Roy or Kyle! How the fuck did you get involved with Wilson?" he asked.
"I mean, I don't see why not, he's cute, strong, capable, and he's got a..."
"Okay, stop it. I don't want to know!" he shouted blushing as he covered his face and prayed that that number that had been missing from his record for a while still belonged to the mercenary
"Yeah?"
"You fucking idiot, you better come this instant for my brother and explain to me how the fuck you two are together."
"You should upgrade your threats, I'll go get Jase, but he better be intact if you don't want me to gut you with my bare hands."
Slade made his way through the people in the place, it wasn't a bad place but all in all he didn't expect Jason to quote Grayson in a bar, let alone Jase being drunk, maybe that's why he enjoyed watching his boyfriend bite attack his brother while demanding he take him with him.
"I thought I told you I hated your physical closeness with Grayson" he uttered hoarsely enjoying how those emeralds clouded with fatigue watched him
"Slade! Thanks to... Ouch! What the fuck, why did you hit me?" claimed the bluish-eyed man as he rubbed his side and the older man took his boy in his arms
"I told you Grayson, you were supposed to take care of him, not get him drunk."
"BUT..."
Jason felt tired, in the distance he could hear Grand Bird's indignant claims but he didn't care, all he wanted was to get home and sleep next to Slade
"I should punch Grayson for leaving you like this."
"Don't be so mean to Dickie, he didn't even want to drink, I pushed him too hard and he may have drank on the way here but ultimately it's not his fault."
"I'd beat him up for no reason, I hate your brother, bats in general"
"But not me."
"I could never hate you, now shut up, just because you're drunk doesn't give you the right to take advantage of my patience."
"Yes, I love you too Slade"