( he doesn't like dick just reading him like that. not the physical shit, although jason knows he noticed that, too, but the--response. jason's scared of fucking everything up again. of getting people involved with him and watching them get hurt because of it, because it always happens. if it's not jason getting fucked over, it's them.
jason's quiet for a minute, and then he's--leaning forward closer to dick, to press his forehead against his shoulder. it's not a hug, but it's not not one either; it's about as close as they're going to get right now from jason initiating it at least. when he speaks up, his voice is soft, quiet. )
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jason's quiet for a minute, and then he's--leaning forward closer to dick, to press his forehead against his shoulder. it's not a hug, but it's not not one either; it's about as close as they're going to get right now from jason initiating it at least. when he speaks up, his voice is soft, quiet. )
I don't want to be the fuck up anymore.