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[leftchopshopheart]

They were at the Manor, the first time Jason's been ever since he came back from the dead. He's given up on ever reconciling with the bats; he doesn't see the effort as worth it anymore and has stopped responding to their attempts. Doesn't mean they've stopped.

But why was he at the Manor, you ask?

Because Tim wanted him to come.

His relationship with his replacement was a shocking development; while they haven't interacted at all beyond the fight at Titans Tower, they were very attracted to each other and held mutual begrudging respect. Fights turned into hatefucking, and from then it evolved to friends eith benefits and all the way up to boyfriends. They'd exchanged their first "I love you"s pretty early, and they were going strong.

Dinner was... an experience. The atmosphere got tense when Jason arrived since none of the new bats really knew him. Hell, this was Duke's first time seeing him without the iconic helmet. Things got even worse when they realised he was there at Tim's request.

Bruce and Dick both managed to hold their tongues, afraid to drive away the 2 people they'd failed the most. Luckily, or unluckily, Damian had no qualms about disrupting the piece.

"Seems on brand for Drake to cozy up to the family disgrace. It was like you were made for each other."

He didn't get a response. The only indicator that he was even heard was Tim gripping his utensils slightly harder.

"No words? It's no wonder Richard replaced you with me so long ago. You disgrace the honour of Robin

"Damian, that's not nice. Apologise to your brother, " came Bruce's voice, fearing that his youngest would offend his 2 sons into leaving early.

"He's not my brother!" shouted Damian, slamming his hands on the table. "He is an interloper that forced his way in, why would I, the blood son, ever want to be associated with him?"

"At least I was wanted" cut in Tim, voice cold, but he was still focused on his plate. "Bruce didn't even know you existed, and Ra's got tired of training you into his heir, so he came to me. Your mother fucked Jason as revenge on Bruce. What connection do you really have to be proud of?"

As he was done speaking, Damian unsheathed a dagger, charging towards him with murder in hid eyes. Everybody reacted, getting on their feet to intercept him, but the first to do so was Jason, who disarmed him, elbowed him in the fave and then slammed him into the table.

"Listen here you whiny little shit" Jason growled, "you may be used to getting away with harming Tim, since nobody here really stood up for him," Bruce and Dick flinched at the obvious dig, but didn't interrupt, looking to intercept in case Jason tried to harm Damian "but that ends here. They're patient with your bullshit because they care about you, I don't. Rry that shit again, and I will send you back to your mother in pieces"

With that, he let him go, and a properly threatened Damian returned to his seat.

The couple went back to their meals. They didn't stay for dessert.

[leftchopshopheart]

Continuation of my previous fic. Top steph edition