( dick presses in close, and jason's wrapping around him as best as he can: one arm around his ribcage still, the other raising to thread fingers through dick's hair just above his ear as he presses kisses along jason's shoulder. he's quiet, for a moment. letting that sit between them, because dick's - well, he's right. he doesn't know jason. or he does in some ways, but clearly doesn't in others. )

I told you before that I don't have time to fuck around, an' I meant it. ( it's quiet, voice a little unsure. dick may have admitted to a big secret earlier, but he's getting an equally large one out of jason. ) I wouldn't've just blown anyone like that. Hell, I haven't done that in, ( lips press together into a thin line, thinking. ) years. I don't let people touch me, and I sure as hell don't let them fuck my face.

( it's - a trust thing. a being vulnerable in front of another human being. dick isn't just anyone, it wasn't nothing to jason, nor is this. )

You want me to show you? See how it feels when it's with another guy? I can. But 's not gonna just--be dicking around. Not for me.

( he could really get into it. go into depth about his trust issues, go into why he's got them, but jason's fairly certain dick doesn't need a play-by-play. he's not wrong in jason not being ready for any kind of relationship, but, hell - all of his relationships that he's had have gotten people killed, tortured, kidnapped into space, or thrown into black holes. and none of those had even gone anywhere at that point. because jason--he pines. he'll crush hard on someone for years, pretend that maybe, possibly it could go somewhere - and the moment he catches an inkling of it potentially becoming something, he either fucks off and ruins it himself or the world ruins it for him.

jason todd doesn't do relationships, because he ruins everything he touches. )