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“Jason?”
Jason didn’t glance up from his tablet, sliding his finger along it to swipe to the next image. “Hmmm?” He was studying the plans for some rebuilding due in the city- worried, as the whole family was, that there were plans to have tunnels added right underneath the authorities’ noses. They suspected the money financing it was coming from dirty hands.
Dick didn’t respond, and Jason added, “Dick?” still not looking up. There was silence, except for his breathing, a few feet away, behind the couch, the sound of his feet shuffling as he shifted his weight.
Jason set his tablet on the arm of the couch, turning around to glance back at him, before his mouth fell into a frown.
“Babe,” he offered, noticing that Dick’s cheeks were flushed, his eyes red, red-rimmed. He looked as if he’d been sobbing. “Dick what happened?”
Dick moved, finally, heading for the couch. He walked around it, slumping down next to Jason, hands wringing at the hem of his own tshirt. “Do you…think something is wrong with me?”
Jason stared at him for a moment, before sighing, slipping an arm around his shoulders. He didn’t need to ask, he knew what it was about.
“Absolutely not,” Jason said, giving him a gentle squeeze. “I haven’t ever. Now, talk to me.”
“And you’re not…unhappy with it?” Dick glanced up, olive skin showing the dark, dried tear streaks. Jason’s heart was breaking. “I mean, I know sex is…something you like and all.”
“Yeah,” Jason pointed out, “It is. And guess what? I like you more.” He leaned in, kissed his cheek softly. “I’m not about to shrivel up and die because your sexuality is different from mine. Nothing wrong with my fabulous ace.” He squeezed his shoulders again, dragging Dick in to fall against his chest. Dick gasped, squirmed, as Jason began peppering his hair and temple with kisses.
“Jay, Jay!” He laughed, sliding against his chest until he was pressed closer to Jason’s belly, looking up at him.
“Baby you’re perfect,” Jason offered, “Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. I’d never dream of changing you.” He grinned down at him, and Dick reached up, tracing his finger tips along Jason’s chin, his jaw. “And I couldn’t be happier, Dick. I’ve got you.”
Dick’s cheeks tinged pink, but this time, he was smiling.
“You’re too good for me,” he offered, and Jason shook his head.
“No beautiful. You’re too good for me.”