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Jaybird!
I looking for new ways of my color and paint style now. This is one of the study.
Because sometimes you can’t forget a picture, and just thinking about it makes you happy. Because inspiration.
“Yeah, whatever.” Jason rolled his eyes, a smile twitching at his lips before fading away. He was going to do this, fuck the consequence. He followed after him, dropping down rather stiffly onto the spot next to him. “Uh- yeah, right.” Clearing his throat, his fingers tapped nervously against his thigh before he spoke. “Remember how I said I had another gift for you?”
“The one that you decided to withhold from me for going on almost a month now?” Oh yeah, he remembered al right. He had been racking his mind about what it could possibly be ever since Christmas. “Yeah, I remember.”
“Yeah, that one.” Jason nodded, he knew keeping it hidden from Dick for this long would make him frustrated. And he was starting to become aware that he might just get fed up enough and tell him to forget it. Not that that wouldn’t ease some troubling stomach flips, but he knew he had to get it over with. And now was the time. “…You want it?”
“Oh, so we’re not going to play the waiting game anymore? Shame, it was just starting to get fun too.” He joked sarcastically,smiling at Jason.”But yeah, I kind of do.”
“Hey, if you want to wait a little longer I’m down with that.” He snorted, allowing the remnants of his anxiety out with the tap of his fingers against his kneecap. “It’s not anything great, so don’t get your hopes up.” With one final nervous itch, it finally came out. “I was wondering if you- y’know, wanted to be my-” he winced at the word, “boyfriend. Or something.”
Dick stared at Jason, blinking a few times as he let the words sink in. Did the Jason Todd just ask him out? No way. This was all just a dream right? Dick pinched himself lightly, feeling the pain of his nails digging into his arms. Nope, not a dream then. “Did I just hear you right? Please tell me I did and that I’m not going nuts?”
Jason groaned, raking his hand through the front of his hair. If he was mistaken, which he so obviously was not, his face was burning. But he couldn’t be blushing….could he? No, of course not. He averted his gaze away from Dick, snorting at the question. “Don’t make me say it again, Dickie.”
“Yeah, whatever.” Jason rolled his eyes, a smile twitching at his lips before fading away. He was going to do this, fuck the consequence. He followed after him, dropping down rather stiffly onto the spot next to him. “Uh- yeah, right.” Clearing his throat, his fingers tapped nervously against his thigh before he spoke. “Remember how I said I had another gift for you?”
“The one that you decided to withhold from me for going on almost a month now?” Oh yeah, he remembered al right. He had been racking his mind about what it could possibly be ever since Christmas. “Yeah, I remember.”
“Yeah, that one.” Jason nodded, he knew keeping it hidden from Dick for this long would make him frustrated. And he was starting to become aware that he might just get fed up enough and tell him to forget it. Not that that wouldn’t ease some troubling stomach flips, but he knew he had to get it over with. And now was the time. “…You want it?”
“Oh, so we’re not going to play the waiting game anymore? Shame, it was just starting to get fun too.” He joked sarcastically,smiling at Jason.”But yeah, I kind of do.”
“Hey, if you want to wait a little longer I’m down with that.” He snorted, allowing the remnants of his anxiety out with the tap of his fingers against his kneecap. “It’s not anything great, so don’t get your hopes up.” With one final nervous itch, it finally came out. “I was wondering if you- y’know, wanted to be my-” he winced at the word, “boyfriend. Or something.”
“you better make this worth my while because i can’t even feel my nose already”
“maybe if you stopped complaining every two seconds”
it’s no use, dick
Jason and I went on club-penguin and harassed people for like an hour.
Ladies ‘nd gents, the men of the Outlaws.
We’re pretty tough.
(Source: the-flying-acrobat)
