( nah. he's got him now, damian can struggle all he wants. he's stuck here, dealing with jason pressing his cheek down on top of his stupid hair, holding him in tight. maybe he fucking hates it, maybe jason is going about this all wrong, but--he's pretty damn good at following his instincts, and maybe they've let him down more times than he cares to admit, but it doesn't mean he's stopping any time soon. )
I love you, you little shit. And I'm not gonna let you go that easy.
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I love you, you little shit. And I'm not gonna let you go that easy.