[he doesn't hate it -- that's a goddamn understatement. his throat is still tight, makes it hard to swallow and hard to get words out, but it doesn't get any easier when dick's eyes snap back to him, wide. his eyes get softer and jason looks away, looks back down to the badass staff that's his now. yeah, he gets it when dick says he didn't want it to be this big of a deal.]
Thanks, [ he says, quieter. the whole spectacle aside, it wouldn't have meant any less, though. no one's given him anything important like this, made for him like this. he can't help running his fingers over the fine details, the kevlar strips and the J and -- all of it. he still can't believe dick did this for him.
his eyes flick back up when sizhui apologizes and, fuck does jason have a lot to apologize for when dick leaves. shit to explain that'd he rather not. only fucking fair that dick got outed too.
sizhui's curious question has jason's mouth pulling into a smirk even while sizhui is looking at dick for an answer. like jay can't just show him. he steps back, mindful of sizhui's neat little apartment.] Oh, I can answer thatā
[and jason does with a cocky flourish that compliments the staff extending to it's full length. he rests it against his shoulder with a pleased smirk.] Don't get jealous, baby.
[ Dick doesnāt often make it so obvious that he sees these things so clearly, but the interest in Sizhuiās eyes is undeniable. Itās as undeniable as how good Jason looks with the weapon held in his hand, in its small, compact form. Thereās a curious raise of a brow when Sizhui asks how long it extends. In all honesty, thatās not quite the reaction he had expected. Most would have been questioning the fact that heād just gifted a weapon as a birthday present, but Sizhui just seemsāinterested.
And Jason looks actually somewhat pleased with it. Dick takes another breath, slow to inhale and heavy with relief as he exhales. He even lets his mouth soften, looking away from Jason for the moment he extends it, watching Sizhuiās reaction.
The staff extends just as it should, swift and clean, sleek in Jasonās strong grip. God. He looks away, suddenly finding the ground very interesting. Part of him pinches at the sight of Jason holding something so Robin. Another part of him is pleased that what he made is so fitting.
When he looks up again, thereās a hint of warmth in his eyes. ]
Youāre welcome. [ He pushes off the counter. ] Alright, I think Iāve stayed long enough. Sizhui. Thanks for inviting me in. Nice meeting you. [ A beat, because none of this turned out as bad as it did. ] Jason. If you want tips with that, you know where I am.
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Thanks, [ he says, quieter. the whole spectacle aside, it wouldn't have meant any less, though. no one's given him anything important like this, made for him like this. he can't help running his fingers over the fine details, the kevlar strips and the J and -- all of it. he still can't believe dick did this for him.
his eyes flick back up when sizhui apologizes and, fuck does jason have a lot to apologize for when dick leaves. shit to explain that'd he rather not. only fucking fair that dick got outed too.
sizhui's curious question has jason's mouth pulling into a smirk even while sizhui is looking at dick for an answer. like jay can't just show him. he steps back, mindful of sizhui's neat little apartment.] Oh, I can answer thatā
[and jason does with a cocky flourish that compliments the staff extending to it's full length. he rests it against his shoulder with a pleased smirk.] Don't get jealous, baby.
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And Jason looks actually somewhat pleased with it. Dick takes another breath, slow to inhale and heavy with relief as he exhales. He even lets his mouth soften, looking away from Jason for the moment he extends it, watching Sizhuiās reaction.
The staff extends just as it should, swift and clean, sleek in Jasonās strong grip. God. He looks away, suddenly finding the ground very interesting. Part of him pinches at the sight of Jason holding something so Robin. Another part of him is pleased that what he made is so fitting.
When he looks up again, thereās a hint of warmth in his eyes. ]
Youāre welcome. [ He pushes off the counter. ] Alright, I think Iāve stayed long enough. Sizhui. Thanks for inviting me in. Nice meeting you. [ A beat, because none of this turned out as bad as it did. ] Jason. If you want tips with that, you know where I am.