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[ditzybat]

Jason prowled deeper into the tower, it was a struggle to get the speedy kid down, but after multiple tranquilizers (that could put a rhino into cardiac arrest) the kid finally managed to knock out.

He went over his monologue speech in his head, scanning his eyes over this, honest-to-god, pig-stye of a room (seriously, wasn't this supposed to be the meticulously organized Robin? Jason could barely see the floor before him). Finally, gazing out one of the large window panes, on the phone, was his target in his robin costume - sans the mask.

Tim mumbled a tired goodbye into the phone, seemingly exasperated by the phone call, he picked up on the words 'Bruce' and sneered from beneath his mask.

"You sleep in that thing or something Timmy? That's pathetic" Jason growls out from his place from the threshold of the room.

For his part, Tim spins around with a flutter of his ridiculous cape and a twitch of his muscles "Hood, I-"

Jason lurches forward, beginning his speech, counting the sequence of events like he used to in drama class.

"I was raised on the streets of Gotham." 1. Taking off his hood. "Trying to survive." 2. Tearing his clothes to reveal his homemade Robin getup, "Until Bruce took me in." 3. Cornering the brat, only a step or two away in arm's reach - good, "I trained -"

One thing Jason did not account for was Tim to make the first move and interupt his origin story speech, stabbing the side of his neck.

"Did you seriously just fucking stab me with a hello kitty knife?"

Tim has the gall to flush, "I told Cassie and Bart to stop tampering with my equipment, it's unprofessional! I bet Kon put them up to this!" he squaked, Jason reaches up and takes the knife from his neck, putting pressure onto the wound, and examining it.

"You could've hit an artery!" Tim gives a frog blink and sleepily grunts.

"Damn, which side is the artery on again? I don't really know my lefts and rights, I'm ambedixtrious."

"Do you mean dyslexic?"

"No I'm bisexual." Tim looks genuinely confused, a pout forming on his features as he squinted at nothing like he was trying to figure out an especially difficult puzzle.

Jason, with the pit madness slowly receding from his vision, starts to become a little more concerned.

"Kid, when was the last time you slept?"

"Monday."

"It's Thursday."

"Okay??..."

Jason sighs and picks up his jacket, slipping his pants over the tights and scaly shorts. "I'm going to stitch myself up, then I'm going to make you eat something - you're so itty bitty, like an 8 year old with a six pack - then you're going to take a nice long nap while I wait for B to come and I'll lecture him on the importance of keeping his Robin's alive and healthy."

Tim yawns and nods his head, sinking into his cape so he's just a bobbing head in the shadows.

[rkheejin]

（ ♡ ）vlog one ↬ jenga cover uploaded by heekies // 0:00-1:21, 1:41-2:32!

“—make sure the light is on, min, we don’t have a lot of time—” her voice fades in and out from somewhere in the empty auditorium, cutting through their fumbled silence with amusement off camera. light laughter can be heard as they finish setting up, the lenses focus fuzzing a bit before fully focusing on her body as she walks into frame. heejins smile is bright, beautiful as always, and she looks towards the camera with full attention from her spot atop the stage ( boy, does she feel powerful— bless hayeon for gifting her such a nice camera for christmas ). “hello, heejin here,” her voice chimes clearly, reaching for the microphone in front of her, one she’d prepared earlier.

“i’ll be frank, here— i’m kind of in a time crunch at the moment, we’re not really supposed to be in here right now...” she trails off slightly, brows creasing as she looks off camera towards someone else, a grin growing on her lips before she’s looking to the camera again. “i’m not supposed to be here—” then again, towards her company, “i already said we, i won’t backtrack!”

there’s a jump cut. she’s in the same place, the dregs of a laugh leaving her.

“there’s been a song that i haven’t been able to get out of my head lately, so i figured...why not embrace it and do a little cover?” she tilts her head, question playfully in the air, then gives a small nod. a few seconds of quiet as she breathes and prepares herself, then the music starts to play.

her eyes close, and she begins to sing.

I just wanted to play this game 사랑이란 감정에 매료돼 날 가득 채웠네 eh 누가 시킨 적도 없는데 탑을 쌓아올렸네 너의 조각들로 빼곡해

내 맘을 채운 너의 눈코입과 너의 특유의 말투와 억양 시야에서 흐릿해져갈 때면 휘청거리네 나의 하루가 내 맘에 수많은 구멍이 나도 버틸 수 있는 이윤 너라고 이제 네가 한 발짝만 더 발을 빼면 난 무너질 텐데 eh

I don’t wanna play this game no more Somebody help I don’t wanna play this game no more Somebody help

she’s nodding her head to the beat as the instrumentals continue to play, giving herself a second to regain some breath, clearing her throat gently away from the mic. she’s glad she’d done a bit of editing to the music beforehand, replacing what was meant to be the rappers section with the clearest audio of just the instrumental that she could.

it wasn’t the best— you could still hear a bit of his voice if you listened carefully, but it’d been the best she could do. heejin was no genius editor.

there’s a gentle sway to her body as she lets it take over her more, a single hand on the mic, pulling it close for the second verse. she lets out a small grin as she catches sight of something off to the side ( changmin was doing something funnily supportive, no doubt ), her head shaking gently before taking in another breath to sing again.

내 맘을 채운 너의 눈코입과 너의 특유의 말투와 억양 시야에서 흐릿해져갈 때면 휘청거리네 나의 하루가 내 맘에 수많은 구멍이 나도 버틸 수 있는 이윤 너라고 이제 네가 한 발짝만 더 발을 빼면 난 무너질 텐데 eh

I don’t wanna play this game no more Somebody help I don’t wanna play this game no more Somebody—

she doesn’t get to finish the second chorus, the shrill sound of the school bell cutting through what had been a peaceful and calm mood breaking her trance. her voice cracks some in her surprise, a gasp sounding around the room thanks to the mic, and her eyes go wide as her gaze frantically moves from the camera to changmin.

then, heejin’s laughing.

“i guess i have to stop now,” she manages out between chuckles, cheeks tinging pink as she tries to calm herself. “maybe i’ll do this again and actually finish the song, but we have to go. so, see you next time!” she gives a wave with one hand as the other set the microphone back on its stand.

she keeps waving, her smile large ( even if she still felt a bit embarrassed about getting scared ) and the video ends.