[Jason is barely conscious when Dick finds him, pulls him off his stoop and starts to work on him. He's been bleeding his entire journey to the apartment so when Dick cuts away at the fabric, it's saturated with Jason's blood. His eyes flicker half-open when he's muscled onto the kitchen island and groans,] Dick.
[He's not sure he can feel anything but an overwhelming, burning pain in his chest, but he's not in any condition to do anything about it.]
Dick. [He tries again, louder, but he can't find Dick through the haze in his vision.]
[ Jason makes a sound that may have passed for his name, but it's so quiet, so gurgly that Dick barely hears it over the sound of his own heart pounding in his ear. one bullet gets pulled out and dropped into the kitchen sink, his hands bloody and slipping on the forceps.
but Jason says it again and Dick looks up, breathing a sigh of relief as he finds Jason's hand with his and squeezes, leans his face in close to look at Jason. ]
I got you, Jason. [ he breathes, urgency in his voice as he presses a compress to the open wound, quietly counting the seconds in his head. ]
You’re okay. You’re gonna be okay. I’m here. [ he’s here, because he wasn’t here for Jason in the past, because he’s only going to miss those slipping hands once. now, he needs to save Jason. ]
Gonna get this other bullet, okay? It’s gonna hurt.
[Jason hasn't been this afraid since he was dropped off the side of a building. He remembers Dick's arm closed around his, how it slipped through, how Jason fell fifteen stories. There's more blood in his mouth as he tries to focus on Dick.]
Okay. Okay. Yeah.
[He tries to slow his breathing, to hear Dick's words and believe them.]
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[He's not sure he can feel anything but an overwhelming, burning pain in his chest, but he's not in any condition to do anything about it.]
Dick. [He tries again, louder, but he can't find Dick through the haze in his vision.]
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but Jason says it again and Dick looks up, breathing a sigh of relief as he finds Jason's hand with his and squeezes, leans his face in close to look at Jason. ]
I'm right here.
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Fuck. [Jason forces himself to focus his wandering gaze on Dick's face. That face that he hates more often than not.] Dick. Help me.
[He knows he stepped too close to the fire.]
I somehow lost this!!!
You’re okay. You’re gonna be okay. I’m here. [ he’s here, because he wasn’t here for Jason in the past, because he’s only going to miss those slipping hands once. now, he needs to save Jason. ]
Gonna get this other bullet, okay? It’s gonna hurt.
all good!
Okay. Okay. Yeah.
[He tries to slow his breathing, to hear Dick's words and believe them.]