It's nice to finally be able to go back to this series (´▽`)

2. They are the new Dynamic Duo now. Gotham isn't just Batman and Robin anymore, it's Red Hood and Nightwing because they're thick together like those color stripes on your Colgate paste.

3. Dick is always more fierce than he lets on, but after the ring, he's starting to let on.

4. You can love somebody like Clark loves Louis, but you can never love somebody like the way Jason love Dick so much he pretended he didn't have food poisoning the first time Dick tried to cook (before he joined Alfred's cooking class)

John is very pressure by his dads' lovelife so yes, within the stories I've written him constantly wanting to date someone for a while.

The boy has troubles find someone who is either not interest in his fathers, not interest in his family wealth or just simply is there because of him. So when he does find some one....

1. Dick is very warm welcoming and open to whoever gets into his son's life. He'll shower them with love and treat them like family member (Dick is very mom friend)

2. Jason however, surprisingly nonchalant about everything. He doesn't mind if his son is single or dating. He just want him to be happy and let he and Dick be happy.

3. But Jason is PROTECTIVE.

4. If you hurt the boy, he'll come knocking on your door in the middle of the night. Invite himself in and dropping tutorial of "How to make people dissappear without a trace" 101 right in front of you and your parents.

5. Jason will get a whack from Dick for that (but an approvable whack)

6. The gang though, they are John' best Wingmen!

7. They'll be in the bushes of his dates, setting up little accidents so John can have K-drama moments with his crush.

8. Or if you break the boy's heart, they'll be spray painting your car and make sure you miss every final of very subject so you'll never be out of school.

This work had sit in my WIP file for months until this year @jaydick-week WIP Bash encouraged me to finish it.

Thank you guys for supporting this silly little AU of mine through all these years, and happy reading!

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6. Trust me, they're all more sad than happy when everything goes back to normal because Dick won't be half-naked 24/7 anymore.

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"101.4"

Dick pouted when Jason raised the thermometer to his head and forced him to look.

"No more patrol for you."

"But-"

"No but."

One night, one rain, and two hours soaking wet and cold. All of those were enough to knock Dick off his feet and bedridden him for the rest of the week.

Hated to admit, but this also might partly be Jason's fault. They shouldn't have screwed around in the shower after that, and now Dick was beet red and coughing his lungs out.

"Stay, pop." John crouched over and tugged the comforter up to Dick's neck. He had gotten so big over the years, but each time he hunched over their bed, half climbing in like wanting to join in their arms, he turned back to the little scrawny kid Jason fished out of Crime Alley that one late night.

"Get a mask, John. I'm contagious."

"I've lived on the street. Can't go down that easy."

Jason fist-bumped his boy and climbed over, joining in. They all ended up in a pile surrounding Dick. At least his husband wasn't complaining. Dick was always weak to heat, and John and Jason were practically two human heaters.

By the door, Beast came tapping his feet and claws down the wooden floor. He gave Jason those pleading eyes, whinny huffs when circling around the bed. Jason, who came up with the strict rule of not sleeping on the bed. His forth stayed strong until John started kicked his legs and Jason nodded his head, letting the dog jumped on the end of their bed and made his home there.

For the first time in forever, he was glad their bed was massive.

"Don't you boys have somewhere to go? A school to attend? A crime organization to run, perhaps?"

"I'll skip class."

"No you won't."

"I'll cancel today."

"No you won't either."

Jason fixed his place by Dick's side. He ran hotter with a fever, cheeks rose and lips red. Blue eyes sparkles on the verse of tears after each series of aggressive coughs.

He knew how to rile him up even when bed sick. Jason rolled over uncomfortably in his suit, clumsy with where to put his hands and feet. He dreaded to pull Dick closer but also not too close.

"You wear the set I gave you last Christmas." said Dick with his hands ran along the length of Jason's suit and tie. Bony fingers tuck underneath the waistcoat, down to his dress shirt and warm over the centre of his chest.

"It must be something important. You should go."

"Nothing is more important than you."

"That's not what a crime lord should say."

Jason snorted, "That's not how a husband should reply."

Dick stretched and hiked up in his arms and elbow, pulling Jason's by the tie and crawl fingers on his neck. He moved as he liked, had fun toying with people's hearts. Jason's heart in particular.

"Take John to school and go to your meeting. I'll call Jeff up."

"Nice, why don't you ring Slade over to join as well. Maybe Roy too. He'll come running a city away with champagne and flowers."

"What's with you and the people I know?"

"I don't know, what's with you and men who are eager to get in your pants?"

"Asshole."

"Your asshole," he shoved his ringed finger up and at Dick's face, "Forever!"

Dick laughed hard and it felt good to make Dick laughed in such an earnest, banal way. Even though his lungs quickly regretted it and pulled out a string of violent coughs and sneezes that left him breathless and sweaty.

John perked up from where he laid by Dick's side, "I'll got get some warm water." He was quick to his feet, hop off the bed and soon enough, they heard him clattering around in the kitchen all the way from the bedroom.

"He loves you."

"I know." admitted Dick, all swoon and putty against the impact of their son's silent affection.

"We loves you."

"I know."

"I love you."

"I know." Dick's head turned to look at him, "I love you too."

"No, you don't get it." Jason climbed over and let Dick flopped down mattress from where he leaned on him earlier.

With both hands planted by Dick's head, it was so painfully obvious how different their sizes was. Dick wasn't small but he wasn't particularly big either, but Jason? Jason was a fucking giant. And he took full advantage of his physic.

"I love you." He exclaimed again, placing his big palm down Dick's heaving chest, and pressed until Dick coughed out again. "I love you. So don't fucking die on me."

It felt nice to have Dick all ruffled up underneath him, to have the mattress sunk under his weight and Dick looked up at him with sparking blue eyes, rosy cheeks and sweaty skin.

And it felt like some certain screws must be running loose in Jason's head for him to think of a sick person this way. But since when normality was in the Bat-kin bio? None of them was supposed to be normal. Same went for the grinning devil under his mass.

Sick or well, Dick was a fucking pandora box to not be poked. He wrapped his legs around Jason's waist and- Christ all mighty- turned the table. Jason went down with a painful creak of the bed, arms and legs, muscle and guns. None mattered with a Dick Grasyon in a milky wool cardigan and sweatpants, tousled hair and shimmering in golden light, straddled him right on the crotch.

Jason found himself praising the Lord, he wasn't even religious, he just found the need to thank some god for letting him crawl out of his grave to eventually crawl into this holy man's bed.

"Don't get cocky."

"Yes sir." came out instinctively, trembly like a fucking hoarse chicken.

"Drive John to school, and when you both get back, get me some cough syrup."

Dick trailed his hand down Jason's tie, pulled it, jerked him off the bed, and automatically, his hands found their way on Dick's hips to lock their bodies tight against one and another.

"I won't die. At least not until I'm the death of you."

"Y-yes."

"What?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good boy."

If Jason could see his own face now, he must look fucking stupid. But there wasn't something wrong, because this was Dick fucking Grayson. And Dick fucking Grayson was straddling his thighs and hooking his fingers in the short ends of Jason's hair.

At the door, John stood dumbfounded, water in hands, barefoot against the floor and mouth agape.

"Go to school, chump."

"Yes, sir."

This was Dick fucking Grayson.

1. They screamed....manly screams. 2. Then they got used to walking on Dick hanging upside down on the pipeline of their underground base staring down at them like a real bat.

3. It still shocks their balls though, every time Dick's bored enough to give them a hand-to-hand combat lesson: how he moves, how he contours or manages to kick them in the face even when splitting straight on the floor.

4. They absolutely LOVE using Dick as a pranking material on the newbie:

And I fall for you again, as snowflakes fall for a white winter.

(It's getting cooler and cooler, keep warm everybody （*´▽｀*）