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[reneger]

Who: a gathering of birds and pals
What: it's a little birdie's birthday
When: dec 1st
Where: (comics)jason's central city apartment
Content Warnings: hopefully no fisticuffs in here

( about a week prior to the day, jason sent out an ominous invitation because how else is he supposed to tell people about shit? he's still recovering from both the stupid fight with junior and the numerous fights he'd been in before that with every jack and john he could find who was desperate enough to fall for him antagonizing them.

which means he's beaten enough that the several hours dickie spends in school is spent prepping snacks for the party. there's a massive sheet cake bought at one of the nearby grocery stores with generic balloons and a "happy birthday dickie" written in frosting across the top of it, along with several charcuterie plates, bowls of potato chips, and massive tubs of ice cream in the freezer.

jason figures there's enough of them they'll eventually eat through everything.

there's red, black, and yellow balloons tied to the table with all the snacks with a brightly colored happy birthday banner taped to the wall above it. be careful of the hidden knives, batarangs, and various other bat tools stashed in every potential hiding place around the apartment - jason wasn't picking those up for a party.

if it looks a little excessive, it's because that's the vibe he was going for. )

Comments

[reneger]

I don't do fear.

( he says, even while his arms tighten around kyle. as if he might fly out the window at any moment. )

[torchbearer]

[ kyle tilts his head as much as he can so he can look at jason. he doesn't need to confirm it or drive the point home. no one knows fear like a green lantern. like this one. ]

I love you.

[reneger]

( yeah, there it is. the big reason to be afraid: to have someone, to hold them close, to know he's loved and admit it in turn just to lose it all again. kyle's trying to look at him, but jason's burying his face in against his neck to avoid it.

tightens his grip. opens his mouth, then shuts it with a shake of his head. pulls in another breath to try it again. he can lie so easily; the flirty banter comes naturally, why is this the part that's so hard. )

--ve you, too.

[torchbearer]

I know.

[ it's hard to do anything but squeeze jason's arms. kyle won't make him do anything. ]

I know you do.

[reneger]

( it's important, that jason uses his words to communicate shit. because he knows how awful it feels when people don't. but he hates it. not necessarily because of what it means, even if it's. . . also that. it's just hard, to put emotions into words, to put them out there where they can be twisted or used against him. he knows kyle's not like that; he's an asshole, but he's not that kind of asshole.

jason wouldn't be here if he was.

he says i know, and jason lets that sink in for a minute. he didn't quite get it out, not as well as he'd been meaning to, but kyle doesn't seem to give a shit and jason's - not going for round two just yet. instead, he stands there. leans on kyle. slowly lets his arms loosen from around his midsection, and tips his head enough to dig teeth into kyle's shoulder.

their two seconds of feelings discussions was enough, time to ruin it. )

[torchbearer]

[ the biting thing again? kyle's going to flick him. like an asshole. once he regains himself after the startled yelp because he's never going to be ready for it. ]

Maybe I need to get you a chew toy.

[reneger]

( the yelp is when jason laughs - hard enough he doesn't stop even when kyle flicks him. he does lean in some, mouth pressed close to his ear, )

Nah. It wouldn't be as good as you.

[torchbearer]

Your sweet-talking could use work.

[ but he's not budging, quite content to remain in jason's arms. ]

[reneger]

You're very pretty. ( does this help. especially when jason's just slouching forward into him. )

Makes me wanna take you apart, almost.

[torchbearer]

[ kyle laughs softly. ]

Promises, promises.

[reneger]

( kyle laughs, and jason--grins. )

Whatever you want, sweetheart, you just gotta ask. I'll give it to you.

[torchbearer]

Oh, so I'm supposed to ask you to break me? How kinky.

[reneger]

You get turned on by Donna tossing you 'round, an' I've seen the shit you pull out of your ring.

( he knows better than to think kyle's all that vanilla. not that it's that relevant, because - well.

jason's leaning away from kyle enough that he can turn kyle around in his arms. press their foreheads together. )

But I meant - whatever you want. Doesn't matter how kinky or not it is.

[torchbearer]

[ this is better. kyle can slide his arms around jason finally, press a kiss to the corner of his cheek. ]

It's a two way street. You sure there isn't something you want to tell me?

[reneger]

( he knows, even if it's - well, the trust is there. enough for jason to give kyle glimpses of his heart, to use his words as best as he can. but asking is something else entirely.

still, he shakes his head against kyle's own. returns the kiss. )

Wanna go get that tree?

[torchbearer]

Let's go get our tree and mess up our apartment.