𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍

(He obeys not flinching at the sudden touch on his arm. Like a trained dog.)

//

// dude this is so sad, why am I like this

...

(Breathe.)

You-... You will see my f-...

(He was feeling so nauseous.)

Y-… you will… notice...

It's not the food... I can't- I-... T-the m-...

(You will know I'm not here.)

The mask...

// the fact that Jason is staying away because he thinks he's protecting them from the truth

(The truth is that he's mentally ill)

...

(Wait, no.)

I, uh-

(He'll realise if he takes off the mask.)

I can't do that. I'm sorry. We can do something different together, but not that.

// man, and big bro really wants to spend time with them, but he has so many issues

Sounds good. Hope you enjoy it, kid.

I try to avoid that.

Not when Alfred is urging us to go sit at the table.

Is that sarcastic?

(His monotone voice sounds slightly irritated.)

"You are all exhausting..."

// idk, new versions keep showing up

// I MEAN PROBABLY BUT

"Do you have to say that like some old victorian lady?"

// SAME WTF

"No. Explain yourself, right now."

Sadly.

Sometimes there's no time for dinosaurs, Damian.

Naturally. It's just that I thought you were younger.

Not you, the baby you, stupid fuck.

❝ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻 . . . ❞

Damn.

It's too early for this shit. I really hope the baby shower means we are trying to bathe Damian again with no toy dinosaurs involved.