( They're their own worst enemies β they're own worst critics, aren't they? So alike at this age βthis point in time for the both of them and yet, still different enough to not be a carbon copy of one another. Just enough similarities in certain ways to butt heads. To know how to press a finger deep into a wound and make it bleed even more. Just enough. In some ways, it might be a blessing to have someone who can maybe understand some part of you and yet, it's also a curse. As evidenced by everything that's happened.
Jason may not be able to take his eyes off him, but Bruce can't seem to bring himself to want to look to him.
But he does.
After a long moment, he looks over to him β watches the way he pours a glass for himself and he realizes how much has changed since they'd first come into each other's lives. No, Jason isn't that kid anymore and he's not sure how he feels about that. )
shh, i'm here
Jason may not be able to take his eyes off him, but Bruce can't seem to bring himself to want to look to him.
But he does.
After a long moment, he looks over to him β watches the way he pours a glass for himself and he realizes how much has changed since they'd first come into each other's lives. No, Jason isn't that kid anymore and he's not sure how he feels about that. )
No.
( The word, soft. )
But maybe we both could use one.