"Good morning, Gotham City! It is currently 6:30 am, Monday morning!"
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Jon slowly stirred awake, blinking blearily at the sun shining in the window. He rubbed at his tired eyes, just barely making out the shape of a person on the apartment fire escape. Groaning, he climbed off of his tired old mattress and unlocked the escape window. He grimaced as the smell of processing plants and siphoned gasoline wafted into the apartment, along with Red Hood; who shook his head at Jon's nonchalant changing into clean clothes.
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"Brought you some tamales." Hood placed a bag on the kitchen counter.
"Thanks. I gotta leave for work soon."
"Car's out front. Any news?"
"Sionis was at the Lounge yesterday. Met with someone, not sure who."
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Jon squeezed out some toothpaste and pulled on his shoes. Jason sighed, the sound static-y through the mask. Jon spit into the kitchen sink and looked over his shoulder at him.
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"Any ideas?"
"Would have to be another big name."
"That could be anyone in this city."
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The two exited the apartment, Hood pulling the door knob as Jon forced the lock in place. A woman stood in the middle of the stairs, eyeing them as they walked around her.
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"You boys be careful out there."
"Thanks, Robyn." Jon replied.
"Who's your friend?"
"No one, Robyn."
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Red Hood gave another sigh.
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"Nosy." He whispered.
"Very."
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Jon settled into the passenger seat of Hood's car, pulling his shaggy hair into a small elastic and shoving it under a ball cap.
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"Alfred can cut that for you."
"Yeah, you said that last week."
"He'd love to cut it. He hates your hair."
"I never said I liked it."
"So cut it."
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Jon gave a mocking whine and snagged Hood's phone.
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"Hey-"
"Making an appointment with my stylist."
"Don't be a brat."
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Jason parked a block down from the Lounge. He rifled through his jacket, handing Jon a few bills.
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"Incentive. Keep an eye out for Sionis. You see him, you text me when you leave. Ask the waitress, ask the guards."
"I give you answers," Jon twisted in his seat, giving Hood a strong look, "you give me cash."
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Hood seemed surprised by that, cocking his head in response.
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"You want cash, now?"
"I'm damn near riskin' my shit for your weirdly specific vendetta, man. I want more than fifty bucks and some tamales."
"Fine. Get me some answers tonight and I'll get you your damn cash." Hood grated out.
"Don't get mouthy."
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Jon exited the car, pulling his jacket tighter around his shoulders. Hood rolled the window down.
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"You like when I'm mouthy, princess."
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Jon gave a laugh and pointed, vulgarly, to his pants. To which Hood shook his head, screeching the tires on the way out.
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Jon was met immediately by an unfortunate sight. His boss, arms crossed, one foot tapping the floor. It wasn't uncommon for him to catch a ride with Hood. And considering his distaste for the Bat, it wasn't unwelcome. Jon swallowed his anxiety and nodded in greeting.
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"Mr. Cobblepot. Its nice to see you, sir."
"Drop it. What deal did you make?"
"Sir-"
"What. Deal." He wanted concise answers.
"He wants tips on Black Mask."
"Roman Sionis is one of our biggest paying customers."
"Red thinks there's a connection to the dealings by Robinson bridge."
"I will not have that Bat in this building, Napier."
"He's not-" Jon hesitated. "He wants to know who Sionis is meeting with. That's it."
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Cobblepot gave a dramatic sigh, pointing to the office. Jon grimaced and followed, trying to ignore the looks of his coworkers around him. He quietly sat in the chair he was directed to and stayed silent as his boss poured two glasses of liquor. Cobblepot handed him one and Jon hesitantly took it. He fiddled with the crystal glass as Cobblepot settled into his own chair behind the desk.
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"Jon. Do you understand the risk here?"
"I told him that in the car. I'm risking a lot, I know."
"If you upset the wrong person..."
"I know I-"
"You've left me no choice, Jon."
"Oswald, sir-"
"Ah-ah!" Cobblepot waved a hand at him. "You'll be working the bar tonight. And you will not ask anyone about Sionis until after shift. You will come back to this office, and you and I, will discuss it."
"So, I'm not allowed to ask, but... I can ask you?"
"Later. Yes. Go on, then, you're late for your shift."
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Jon was ushered out of the office and paused as Cobblepot waved the other employees on.
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"Nothing to see, stop gawking, he's still employed!"
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Everyone scurried on as Jon made his way to the bar. Oswald had a backwards way of punishing him, he knew Jon hated working the bar, but he knew he'd get a higher wage for the night. Some extra cash wouldn't hurt...
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He was probably fifteen minutes into his shift when a voice caught his attention. His shoulders dropped with a heavy sigh and turned to greet the new patron.
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"Hi, Jonathan."
"Jon, pleasure." The Southern drawl rolled like bourbon. Jon hated it.
"What can I get ya?"
"Just a nice whiskey. No ice."
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Jon wordlessly poured the drink. He had hoped for something a little extra to avoid being within speaking distance.
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"You look tense, Jon. Something the matter?"
"Me? No. Just swell."
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Jon avoided eye contact, catching his bar mate eyeing the two cautiously. He gave her a tight smile, trying to reassure her. It didn't work.
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"I was wondering if you have perhaps seen Roman. We're supposed to meeting tonight."
"Ah. Uh, no. Haven't seen him yet. There's traffic though."
"Must be it then."
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Jon eyed the older man as he rolled the glass on the counter. He raised his eyebrows in question as Crane looked up to meet his eyes.
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"Looks like you've got a question there, Jon-boy."
"No." Jon hesitated. "No questions."
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He quickly tossed a look to his bar mate who scurried over, pretending to need his attention. It was an obvious ploy and not convincing but it got Jon out of the hot seat. Crane rarely speaks to the bartenders. But he knows a mind he can twist when he sees one.
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It was nearly midnight when his shift finally ended. Crane had only stayed at the bar for a short while before Sionis finally showed, fashionably late. Jon was polishing glasses when Cobblepot tapped on the counter.
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"I trust those glasses are sparkling by now, Jon. You've only polished them thrice."
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Jon cleared his throat, embarrassed and took up pace next to his manager as they walked to the office. Second time tonight. Jon thought. Normally I'd'a been fired by now. Cobblepot gestured to a chair, and Jon sat with yet another sigh. Oswald leaned against the desk, looking equally tired.
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"You sat in with them?" Jon inquired.
"One could say that."
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Jon gave Oswald a questioning look before sitting up.
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"One could-"
"More so they were sitting with me." Oswald waited.
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Jon was quiet for a moment, face contorting in thought before realization dawned on him. He suddenly felt very nervous.
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"They were meeting with you."
"Simply security measures, for your information. Crane and Sionis have been working heavily in the area. I don't want any of their shenanigans in my establishment."
"So, yesterday?"
"They arranged a peace treaty with each other."
"Are they... pullin' any strings for you?" It was more a whisper than a question.
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Oswald chuckled a bit and shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.
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"What I am trying to say, Jon. Is you are to stop bringing Red Hood's investigations into my bar."
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Jon nodded solemnly, but quickly.
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"I desperately wish to keep you here. You are a model employee and while I understand your moral compass is a bit kinder," he said with some distaste, "I do wish you'd leave it at the step. If you please."
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If he thought about it, it was a stupid plan from the get go. But when Red Hood asks you specifically and you thrive on validation you tend to jump at the chance to gain some attention. The term "you" referring to Jon, in this case. He nodded, mouth tight shut, eyes cast to the floor.
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"Formal warning?"
"I would hope any warning from me to be formal, yes."
"Damn."
"Did he offer you money, Jon?"
"I asked, but yeah."
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Oswald sighed and fished out his wallet, removing a few hundred dollar bills and tossing them to Jon.
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"Do try and make wiser decisions, Jon. No one is untouchable."
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With that, he was escorted out and to the back parking lot where he was met with his curse of a "partner". Lounged on the hood of his car, Red Hood eyed Cobblepot through the helmet as his driver shuffled him into his own car. He waited until the other was beyond earshot before looking at Jon.
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"Didn't get fired, did you?"
"No. But I got a warning."
"For what?"
"You."
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Hood feigned offense, placing a hand on his chest.
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"What did I do?" His tone sarcastic.
"Crane and Sionis were meeting with Cobblepot."
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Hood sat up straight at that.
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"He called it security. He doesn't want them around the Lounge. I can't be your info plug anymore."
"Fuck. Seriously?" His tone was genuine this time.
"Formal warning."
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The two were quiet for a moment. Hood muttered another explicative and rolled off the car, kicking the tire.
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"Get in. I'll drive you home."
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Jon snacked on some chips from the glove box as Hood drove him to his apartment. He made a noise as they pulled up, pointing to a group by the alleyway.
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"Those guy's're assholes. Beat 'em up for me?"
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He smiled as Hood scoffed and stuffed the chips back away. He stretched his knees and did a double take as Hood rounded the car. Jon have him a questioning gesture and Hood shrugged.
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"You said they were assholes. Don't wanna lose my info plug." Hood nodded to the door.
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Jon snorted and led the way, surprised that the group didn't even look their way. They reached the door with no problem; resident crazy neighbor Robyn was asleep this time of night. Jon gestured to the sad studio apartment.
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"Mi casa, su casa, I guess."
"Your Spanish sucks."
"Well, I'm not Spanish."
"That's- Nevermind." Hood waved him off.
"You stayin' 'er what?"
"I'll stay a bit. Toss those tamales in the microwave."
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Jon gave a thumbs up and did just that as Hood tried to fiddle with the television set.
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"So, Red, what are we doin' about info now? Lost your go-to source."
"Gotta change tactics. I'll shoot you my phone number."
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Jon scratched the back of his head.
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"I uh. I don't have a phone, Red."
"You don't have a phone? What is this 1980?"
"They're expensive!" Jon shot back, defensive.
"Jesus H, I- I'll just have to come around more often then. Got a safe house not far from here."
"Careful, Red, startin' to sound like a friend."
"Oh, fuck off."
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The two bickered back and forth for awhile before Jon bailed, nearly falling asleep during a lengthy insult. Hood followed, to Jon's confusion.
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"Hey, now, I'm not that kinda gal, okay?"
"Shut up, I'm not sleeping on that bullshit of a couch out there."
"So you invade my safe space?"
"You're the one dropping your fuckin' pants."
"And I'm puttin' on different ones!"
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Jon rolled his eyes and froze as he turned. Hood had his, well, hood off. Short, dark hair matted down from the constriction. He looked at Jon from his seat on one side of the mattress.
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"What?"
"You're hoodless."
"And?"
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Jon threw his hands up, incredulous and scoffed.
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"Secret identity?"
"Ah, fuck it. I trust you. Kinda."
"Kinda?"
"Kinda."
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Jon shrugged in defeat and tossed back the bed covers as Red Hood laid atop them. The two were quiet as Jon settled into bed and Red Hood turned slightly to him.
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"Its Jason."
Jon made a noise in response, half asleep.
"My name's Jason."
"Okay. I'm Jon."
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Jason laughed and looked over, remarking how quickly Jon fell asleep. Oh, well. Not the smartest to just blurt out your secret identity anyway. Maybe God's givin' me another chance.
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Jason woke suddenly, just before sunrise. There was another rattle from the hallway and he started as Jon rolled over, peering over the blankets toward the door.
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"Expecting anyone?"
"It's Robyn."
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Jason scoffed and stood, his hand on his gun holster.
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"She's harmless." Jon patted his arm and walked to the door.
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Jon unlocked the door as Jason stood off to the side, ready. Robyn was kneeling outside the door, paper in hand, trying to push it under the door. She stood up quickly, clearing her throat.
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"Um, good morning."
"Hi. Need somethin'?"
"No."
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Robyn snatched up the paper and held it out towards him, which Jon took gingerly. Robyn quickly marched down the hall and up the stairs as Jon watched her go.
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“Love letter?”
“Therapy invite.”
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Jon tossed the paper towards the garbage can, not noticing Jason catch it in the air, laying it on the kitchen counter.
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Jon had just gotten into work, the hustle and bustle taking his mind off of the strange ride in. Jason had acted odd the whole time. In fact, he’d acted odd since he fell asleep at Jon’s apartment. But he didn’t have time to think about that, now. Jon froze in his tracks after rounding the corner to the bar. Ashley was smiling at him, glad to finally finish her shift. It was who was there with her that had him shocked. Yancey Seiko, his best friend whom he hadn’t seen in a good while. He stared back for a moment, then shifted and smiled brightly.
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“Hey, Jon! I missed you so much I followed you out here!” He gave a forced laugh. “I brought Laurel with me. Doesn’t he sound amazing?”
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Yancey was gesturing towards the stage, where, sure enough, his twin sibling Laurel was singing his heart out. Jon looked to the stage, then back to Yancey, and held up a hand to stop the rambling. He held up a finger and cleared his throat, stepping back around the corner, behind the bar. He ran a hand through his hair and took a deep breath, silencing all the nonsense in his head. Stepping back around the corner, Yancey was still standing there, looking quite confused. Jon’s face broke suddenly from an exhausted expression to a wide smile.
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“Yancey! It’s so good to see you!”
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Jon hugged him tight and patted his shoulder, maybe a bit too hard, and smiled at Ashley.
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“Best friend! Crazy, right?”
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Ashley had a knowing look on her face as she handed Jon the register key. She bid them both good night and good luck and quickly skipped off to clock out.
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They had no time to catch up. It had been a fairly busy night and Jon was struggling. Between training someone with no prior experience and also trying to wrangle the voices in his head. It felt like he was on the verge of a panic attack the whole night. Even the usual patrons that always chatted him up were quiet, though they left better tips than usual. Yancey had noticed, by the way he kept looking up into Jon’s eyes, practically inspecting him. Jon was tired, he couldn’t help it. Not today. It was closing time before he knew it. Which sounded great in theory, but presented a new problem: Jason. Yancey would want to catch up, talk, something, but Jason would be ready to talk business. Cobblepot had arranged for a car to drive the twins home, leading them outside to meet their driver.
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Jason was sat on the hood of his own car, flipping through his phone casually. He glanced over before gesturing a greeting to Jon.
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“Get in, loser.” Jon could hear the smirk.
“Oh, you have a ride already... That’s good!” Yancey smiled at Jon. “Who’s your friend?”
“Oh,” Jon paused, as did Jason, “uh, this is Jason. He… works in the area. Drives me to work. Ya know, no car and all.”
“Well that’s nice. Still no phone?”
“Um… no. Sorry.”
“He’s getting one soon.” Jason suddenly piped up. “In like a week.”
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Jon’s brows cinched together as Jason handed his phone to Yancey.
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“Put your number in. He uses my phone sometimes.”
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Yancey seemed confused but did as instructed, waving as he and Laurel climbed into their car. Jon leaned over, waving at Laurel, who waved back with a hesitant smile. Once they left the parking lot, Jon turned his attention to Jason.
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“I don’t have money for a phone, dude-“
“You’re taking this one. Then I’m getting a new one.”
“Just gonna give me your phone?”
“Yeah. It’s 2020, you need a fuckin’ phone.”
“That’s pretty nice of you.”
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Jon couldn’t miss the way Jason’s cheeks flushed at the statement. The two were quiet the rest of the ride to Jon’s apartment. Jon felt his chest tighten strangely as Jason walked inside with him. He hadn’t so much as stepped foot inside the building since the night he slept in Jon’s bed.
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“So, that dude was?”
“Ah, Yancey. Best friend.”
“Last name?”
“Technically its Seiko.”
“...Like Seiko Corp?”
“Yeah, but he goes by Carver to kinda hide that.”
“Damn, you got a lot of friends in high places, huh?”
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Jon snorted a laugh, not noticing the authenticity of the comment, and unlocked the apartment door, holding it open for Jason. It was strangely normal, watching Jason root through the kitchen cabinets and tossing popcorn in the microwave. Jon entered the bathroom, tossing his work shirt in the hamper and taking a moment to wash his face. He jumped as he caught Jason’s figure in his peripherals.
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“God, don’t do that.”
“You need’a eat more.”
“Wha-“
“You’re too skinny. You probably need’a take a day off and sleep, too.”
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Jason was too close, now. Motioning towards his eyes, Jon noticed how bad the dark circles had gotten. And then how he still hadn’t gotten his hair cut. And how he was really skinny. And the fact that his entire being was sore and tight. Jason snapped his fingers next to Jon’s ear, startling him.
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“Earth to Jon. Not trying to make you self conscious. Just saying you should take a break.”
“You’re probably right.”
“I know I’m right. Let’s hit the hay.”
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Jon didn’t comment on that. Nor did he comment on Jason laying on his side, facing him. Or the fact that he told him goodnight. It made it easier to sleep if he just stayed quiet.
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Jon had woken to his alarm, as usual, but found a new notification on Jason’s-but-now-Jon’s phone.
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Unknown Number
6:20 am: Jon, take the morning off, Ashley covered your shift. Come in for six to close. -OC
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“Ashley covered my shift?”
“Oh, yeah, she called earlier.”
“How did she know your number?”
“I gave it to her.” He stated, matter-of-factly.
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Jon stared for a moment, blinking, before standing from the bed.
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“What are you doing?”
“Cooking.”
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Sure enough, Jason was cooking away, rummaging through Jon’s cabinets and cursing at the stove which wouldn’t stay heated on one side.
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“How do you cook in this kitchen?”
“Bold of you to assume I cook.”
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Jason rolled his eyes and grabbed some plates from the cabinet, luckily there were exactly two. Jon took a moment to change into clean clothes, taking the plate Jason handed him as he emerged from the bathroom.
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“So, what’s the occasion?”
“You need to eat before we go.”
“Go where?”
“Patrol.”
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Jon nearly choked on his scrambled eggs, looking at Jason incredulously.
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“You’re taking me on patrol with you?”
“Technically we’re only back up. Just there in case Bats needs us.”
“So why am I going?”
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Jason gritted his teeth before sighing.
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“It's your brother. He’s been seen in the area and Bats wants to do recon.”
“Oh, great. Fuck.”
“We’re not asking you to do anything. Just try and direct us to the new hideout and maybe give us some details, you know?”
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Jon shrugged and stuffed a mouthful of hashbrowns in his mouth.
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“You can say no if you-“
“No, it's fine. You need recon.”
“Yeah, but he’s still-“
“It’s fine.” Jon snapped.
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Jason held up his hands in defense before pressing a button on his watch, which lit up with a Bat Signal. Jon watched as it changed from red to blue and Jason tugged his shirt sleeve back over it.
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“Alright, finish your breakfast.”
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