fic: Tender Loving Care
Title: Tender Loving Care
Author: darthbatgirl
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Rating: PG
Characters: pre Jason/Tim
Summary: Tim patches Jason up
Word Count: 510
Warning: none really
A/N: written for my kiss bingo, using the prompt kiss: elbow.
“You know Jason,” Tim began as he pulled out an antiseptic wipe, “ If you wanted to know what it was like to be dragged behind a motorcycle all you had to do was ask.”
Jason snorted as he sat on the gurney in the cave's med bay, wincing as Tim started to clean the scrap that ran down his arm from his wrist to his elbow. “Never thought you'd let me that close to your precious Duc.”
Tim's laugh echoed in the cave but then morphed into a frustrated sigh as Jason winced away again. “This would go a lot quicker if you would stop moving away from me.”
“Well if you were a little less heavy handed. I wouldn't squirm,” Jason snapped as.
“Oh I am not being heavy handed and for the antiseptic to work, it actually has to touch your skin,” Tim said “You're just being a baby.”
“I am not,” Jason replied a little sulkily.
“Could have fooled me,” Tim said shaking his head. “Never would have thought the big bad Red Hood would be afraid of a little antiseptic.”
“Maybe it's just your ugly mug I have a problem with,” Jason smirked. “Why don't you put on that little Caroline Hill number of yours and then you can play nurse.”
“Caroline wasn't a nurse she was a pre-med student,” Tim said tersely. “and I don't see how that would make a difference to me patching you up.”
“Never had and daydreams about playing doctor Timmy?” Jason asked with a waggle of his eyebrows. “On second thought, being as straight laced as you are, probably not.”
Tim had and unreadable expression on his face as he pulled out an bandage to wrap Jason's arm with. “Hold up your arm.”
Jason did as Tim asked and the younger man wrapped the bandage twice right above the crook of Jason's arm before pressing a firm kiss to the elbow.
Jason first stilled and then let out a gusty breath, followed by a soft curse. Tim continued on as if Jason had said nothing, slowly kissing his way up Jason's arm followed by the bandage until he got to the palm and placed one final kiss there. “I have my own fantasies,” Tim said as he finished wrapping Jason's arm.
For a moment the two just stood there, the silence almost deafeningly loud between them. Jason cleared his throat and made an aborted move to grab Tim's hand. Even in the dim light of the cave Jason could see Tim flush crimson as he shook his head and moved away. Heading toward the the stairs up to the manor.
Jason leaned back on the gurney when he was finally alone. A bewildered look on his face turned thoughtful as he rubbed his arm. Jason didn't know if the warmth and the tingling sensation where Tim had left his trail of kisses was real or maybe new daydream for Jason to consider.