#mentions of kontim and such obscure dickjay that it could actually be anyone x jason eek

[002yb]

Your Last ask?????? The konjay feelings hit me hard. Dick is gonna be pissed at me but i kinda really wanna see Kon fucking Jay. Like this half alien half human superpowered love machinr is too much? How can anyone resisr him, hes even more flirty than Dick and ugh, Jason is weak to blue eyes. Which kon is very smug to find out and use to his benefit.

(Dick and Tim looking longingly bc that should be them)

A shiver chases up his spine as Kon bears down on him, a low gasp shuddering helplessly past his lips in the wake of unexpected gentleness. Jason doesn't know what he was expecting when they fell into bed together, but it certainly wasn't this: the tickle of Kon's nose along the cut of Jason's jaw, the soft brush of lips pressed to his neck and the reverent sighs breathed over suck marks - red and blue and aching.

This was supposed to be a pity fuck, a mutual rebound and if nothing else, something to lord over his replacement's head.

Instead, it's this. It's Jason losing his breath over how Kon treats him nice - like Jason is someone special. It's a tight feeling in his chest when he realizes that 'someone' is the brother Kon will never have. It's not being bothered because Jason is used to being used; its not like he isn't doing the same to Kon.

It's witnessing one of the strongest men in the world crumple at the hurt of a broken heart. Missed chances, lost opportunities, and laughable dreams.

'You dodged a bullet,' Jason could say, but he knows from his own unrequited feelings that the consolation means nothing. The heart wants what it wants. Sometimes Jason believes his [heart] simply wants to hurt.

Maybe that's why he's here, ready and willing to be a replacement for the replacement. Maybe it's why he stays despite knowing that nothing is going to happen.

Kon goes through the motions, but Jason isn't a fool. He can feel how Kon's kisses feel like grimaces pressed to Jason's skin, how slow love bites pull away to a reluctant grazing of teeth. Jason wants to tell him to stop because this pity rebound fuck clearly isn't doing anything for either of them, but Kon's gentleness is a novelty that steals Jason's breath and ties his tongue. Despite everything, this is the closest to being loved Jason has been in too long and he selfishly clings to it - taking even scraps.

And Kon persists because his affections have nowhere else to go. He's heartbroken, cheated. He holds fast to Jason with hands that shake, tries to love him like the boy he'll never get to have.

It's a feeling Jason understands well. Where Jason has had two lifetimes to get over his own unrequited feelings though, for Kon it's a first. If only because of that kindred hurt, Jason blinks through the burn in his eyes and stops Kon from going further. Stops Kon from hurting himself in the ways Jason has learned to cope.

He holds Kon's head to Jason's stomach, fingers threaded through his dark hair. The way Kon falls into him, forehead pressed to Jason's naval and arm coming around Jason's waist to pull him close makes his heart ache. It's a kindness Jason has dreamed of and he breathes slow to hide the way it makes his breath hitch.

Maybe it's not in the same way, but Jason is used to being a consolation prize; he's familiar with the sting of being a fallback, a second thought, not enough. The difference here is that unlike Kon, Jason never had an 'almost.' Not like this. Jason has experienced similar enough rejection though and it hurts even still, so he holds Kon tighter and waits with him until Kon can find the nerve and mettle to move on.