What's So Funny? (3/?, Tim/Roy/Jason, NC-17)
Title: What's So Funny? (3/?, Tim/Roy/Jason)
Fandom: DCU, Bat-Family
Pairings/Characters: Roy Harper/Tim Drake/Jason Todd
Word Count: 1036
Rating: Adult for Grown Up themes and language
Warnings: Slashy goodness and Jason's potty mouth
Disclaimer: I don't own, I'm just borrowing them and returning slightly used.
Synopsis: Jason's slip of tongue causes a stir
Author's Notes: This follows Jealousy and Interrupted
Jason was staring at Tim, trying to force his face to back up the lie he’d just told. He couldn’t let Tim know how jealous he really was, especially since His Tim clearly didn’t feel the same way. He needed to throw Tim off, needed to make him angry- make him think that Jason was only doing this to be an asshole. It was an act that Jason did well. He put on his best sneer and looked at Tim, “What the fuck is there for me to be jealous about here?” He gave a derisive snort as he looked around the room. Jason watched as Tim cocked his head to the side and looked like he, well like he wanted to laugh. He wondered 'What the fuck could be so funny?
'Tim looked at Jason and very calmly replied, “I was going to say, ‘Are you hurt?’” Tim was keeping his tone even because Jason getting the same look on his face that he always got before he took off. Tim recognized the M.O. He was making his smartass remarks and then he’d leave, never acknowledging that there might be something between them.
Jason looked gob-smacked. Hadn’t Tim just accused him of being jealous? He was so sure that Tim had asked him if he was jealous. He replayed the conversation in his head and realized that he had cut Tim off before he could finish his sentence. That means Tim never actually said 'jealous'… 'Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck me in Superman’s body with a Kryptonite cock! Oh this is bad'. He’d just screwed up in a major way. There was no way that Tim wouldn’t figure his feelings out. Jason couldn’t imagine anything more humiliating. Truthfully, he was hurt. Physically he was going to have some major bruises, he moved his arm to pop it back into place, and he knew that he was going to be sore tomorrow. Emotionally he was going to a lot more than sore, he wasn’t bruised inside, he was broken. Jason was barely able to keep his voice from breaking when he lied, “I’ve had worse.” He moved towards the window, planning on escaping this situation as soon as he could.
There was no way that Roy was about to let Jason out of this that easily. Although, looking at Jason, Roy didn’t believe that anything about this was easy for him. A glance at Tim said his little bird caught the crack in Jason’s voice and there was no way that either of them could miss the tremble coursing though his body. Roy beat Jason to window, blocking his way and ensuring that Jason would have to stay. At the same time Tim shut and locked his bedroom door, it required a key on both sides so Jason wouldn’t be able to escape that way either. “You’re not going anywhere until you explain to the man I love why you felt the need to ruin his first time.”
“Is that all you want?” Jason growled, his fists curling as he thought about what Roy had been about to do to His Tim.
“No. I want you to let Tim make sure that you‘re alright. He‘s clearly worried and you owe my little bird that much,” Roy lovingly stroked Tim’s cheek as he moved over to the window to join them.
Tim wasn’t sure if Roy realized what Jason was doing, but Tim saw his hand moving toward the gun and was just barely fast enough to Jason’s arm before he pulled the weapon on Roy. Jason was glowering at Roy and leaned in close enough that what he said was just barely audible, “He isn’t yours.”
“Really?” Roy looked…amused, and it annoyed Jason to no end. Roy wasn’t outraged, or possessive and he didn’t seem to acknowledge that he was in very real danger from Jason. Apparently this was all funny to him for some reason and the urge to kill him was welling up in Jason. He could taste the hate like bile in the back of his throat as he thought of Roy calling Tim ‘His’. Jason’s body tensed and he started to drop into an offensive position. Before he could he hit Roy, Tim moved between them. Jason couldn’t help but be distracted by the sudden addition of Tim’s body between his and Roy’s.
Tim knew he had to diffuse Jason somehow, if there was any hope of figuring exactly what Jason was doing here tonight. All he could think to do was put himself between Jason and his target because there was no way he would let anybody hurt Roy, not even Jason. He looked up at Jason, trying his best not to look nervous, “Please don’t.”
Jason tried to keep his anger up but the look in Tim’s eyes was making it impossible. He put as much rage as he could muster into his voice, but the fight was quickly leaving him, “I just want to know what the fuck he thinks is so funny?!”
From what Roy could tell, nobody needed the truth out in the open more than Jason did. Roy knew the pain of loving somebody who didn’t love you back. He could sympathize with what Jason was going through… hell, Tim was going through it too. At least Tim had Roy to love him, Jason didn’t have anyone. Roy was going to change all that. Come Hell or High Water neither Jason or Tim was going anywhere until they both understood what was so plain to Roy: They loved each other.
As far as Roy was concerned Tim needed all the love he could get (especially after growing up with that Mother of his). What could make Tim’s first time more special than to have both of the men he loved right there with him? And Roy was still determined to make Tim’s first time as perfect as it could be. Maybe Jason’s interruption would work out for the best. Roy was more than willing to share and yeah, he found Jason’s jealousy (and the whole situation) just a little bit funny.
Roy grinned and replied, “Well, if you really want to know…”
Fandom: DCU, Bat-Family
Pairings/Characters: Roy Harper/Tim Drake/Jason Todd
Word Count: 1036
Rating: Adult for Grown Up themes and language
Warnings: Slashy goodness and Jason's potty mouth
Disclaimer: I don't own, I'm just borrowing them and returning slightly used.
Synopsis: Jason's slip of tongue causes a stir
Author's Notes: This follows Jealousy and Interrupted
Jason was staring at Tim, trying to force his face to back up the lie he’d just told. He couldn’t let Tim know how jealous he really was, especially since His Tim clearly didn’t feel the same way. He needed to throw Tim off, needed to make him angry- make him think that Jason was only doing this to be an asshole. It was an act that Jason did well. He put on his best sneer and looked at Tim, “What the fuck is there for me to be jealous about here?” He gave a derisive snort as he looked around the room. Jason watched as Tim cocked his head to the side and looked like he, well like he wanted to laugh. He wondered 'What the fuck could be so funny?
'Tim looked at Jason and very calmly replied, “I was going to say, ‘Are you hurt?’” Tim was keeping his tone even because Jason getting the same look on his face that he always got before he took off. Tim recognized the M.O. He was making his smartass remarks and then he’d leave, never acknowledging that there might be something between them.
Jason looked gob-smacked. Hadn’t Tim just accused him of being jealous? He was so sure that Tim had asked him if he was jealous. He replayed the conversation in his head and realized that he had cut Tim off before he could finish his sentence. That means Tim never actually said 'jealous'… 'Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck me in Superman’s body with a Kryptonite cock! Oh this is bad'. He’d just screwed up in a major way. There was no way that Tim wouldn’t figure his feelings out. Jason couldn’t imagine anything more humiliating. Truthfully, he was hurt. Physically he was going to have some major bruises, he moved his arm to pop it back into place, and he knew that he was going to be sore tomorrow. Emotionally he was going to a lot more than sore, he wasn’t bruised inside, he was broken. Jason was barely able to keep his voice from breaking when he lied, “I’ve had worse.” He moved towards the window, planning on escaping this situation as soon as he could.
There was no way that Roy was about to let Jason out of this that easily. Although, looking at Jason, Roy didn’t believe that anything about this was easy for him. A glance at Tim said his little bird caught the crack in Jason’s voice and there was no way that either of them could miss the tremble coursing though his body. Roy beat Jason to window, blocking his way and ensuring that Jason would have to stay. At the same time Tim shut and locked his bedroom door, it required a key on both sides so Jason wouldn’t be able to escape that way either. “You’re not going anywhere until you explain to the man I love why you felt the need to ruin his first time.”
“Is that all you want?” Jason growled, his fists curling as he thought about what Roy had been about to do to His Tim.
“No. I want you to let Tim make sure that you‘re alright. He‘s clearly worried and you owe my little bird that much,” Roy lovingly stroked Tim’s cheek as he moved over to the window to join them.
Tim wasn’t sure if Roy realized what Jason was doing, but Tim saw his hand moving toward the gun and was just barely fast enough to Jason’s arm before he pulled the weapon on Roy. Jason was glowering at Roy and leaned in close enough that what he said was just barely audible, “He isn’t yours.”
“Really?” Roy looked…amused, and it annoyed Jason to no end. Roy wasn’t outraged, or possessive and he didn’t seem to acknowledge that he was in very real danger from Jason. Apparently this was all funny to him for some reason and the urge to kill him was welling up in Jason. He could taste the hate like bile in the back of his throat as he thought of Roy calling Tim ‘His’. Jason’s body tensed and he started to drop into an offensive position. Before he could he hit Roy, Tim moved between them. Jason couldn’t help but be distracted by the sudden addition of Tim’s body between his and Roy’s.
Tim knew he had to diffuse Jason somehow, if there was any hope of figuring exactly what Jason was doing here tonight. All he could think to do was put himself between Jason and his target because there was no way he would let anybody hurt Roy, not even Jason. He looked up at Jason, trying his best not to look nervous, “Please don’t.”
Jason tried to keep his anger up but the look in Tim’s eyes was making it impossible. He put as much rage as he could muster into his voice, but the fight was quickly leaving him, “I just want to know what the fuck he thinks is so funny?!”
From what Roy could tell, nobody needed the truth out in the open more than Jason did. Roy knew the pain of loving somebody who didn’t love you back. He could sympathize with what Jason was going through… hell, Tim was going through it too. At least Tim had Roy to love him, Jason didn’t have anyone. Roy was going to change all that. Come Hell or High Water neither Jason or Tim was going anywhere until they both understood what was so plain to Roy: They loved each other.
As far as Roy was concerned Tim needed all the love he could get (especially after growing up with that Mother of his). What could make Tim’s first time more special than to have both of the men he loved right there with him? And Roy was still determined to make Tim’s first time as perfect as it could be. Maybe Jason’s interruption would work out for the best. Roy was more than willing to share and yeah, he found Jason’s jealousy (and the whole situation) just a little bit funny.
Roy grinned and replied, “Well, if you really want to know…”