#jason's enduring ass crush is my favorite trope in fics/fanon

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JayDick Week 2023 Day 5: Fingerstripes

Dick had called in a favor. He’d busted his ankle and Bludhaven didn’t sleep. Normally, Jason had figured it was Tim who was Dick’s first choice. Especially after the last fiasco when Jason had fit into the suit. 

Dick didn’t seem to be bothered by that old fact, though. He’d hobbled on his one crutch and thrown the suit Jason’s way when he’d come climbing into Dick’s window. Or maybe he hadn’t had a choice. He was sure if they made Roy wear a wig, it might work. 

(Roy had gained back his bulk lately. He was bigger than Jason now, and he’d probably rip the suit worse than Jason might.)

“Calling in that solid,” Dick said in lieu of an explanation. “Just until I can put some weight on this thing.”

The last one Jason had worn, he’d kind of replicated himself. He wasn’t sure if Dick’s costumes came in any other sizes, but it had some stretch. Halfway into trying to pull it up his thighs, though, Jason thought he was making a mistake. He struggled by the time it hit just under his ass.

Dick leaned against the doorway. “I forgot how much you grew. Kind of can’t believe it sometimes. Even my Robin costume was too big on you before. Remember?”

He did. He also remembered wearing Dick’s green gloves and imagining he was being held. A scandalous thought at the time that had Jason unable to look Dick in the eye for a week. 

It was a snug fit by the time he got it all the way up, but it was doable. Dick’s eyes raked over him, lingering on the blue bird stretched across Jason’s chest.

 “Feel like I understand pillsbury biscuits now,” Jason tried to joke.

“Afraid you’ll pop out the minute you unzip, Jay?” 

Jason turned away with the excuse of putting on his domino. “Something like that.”

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