JayDick: The Return

Rebuilding

"So babe you're a hot CEO now, you gotta red room, where you're gonna seduce me, make me sign a NDA to not let anyone know about the things we do behind the giant steel doors?" Jason joked to Dick, who just set stoically. "Babe-" grazes his thumb along Dick's cheek.

"Hmm?" Dick says getting brought back to reality as he stares at the computer screen in Bruce's old office.

"You really weren't listening to what I just said?" Jason says rolling his eyes going to sit in a chair across the room.

"No I'm sorry Jay. Just a lot on my mind right now." Dick says getting up walking over to his obviously annoyed fiancé, looping his arms around Jasons neck. Forcing a smile down at him.

"I used to be all you thought about-" Jason says quietly as he places his hands on Dick's hips.

"You still are." Dick says lowly, biting his lip as he looks down at Jason.

"Obviously not. You run a whole company now. I'm just the boy toy now." Jason says with anger behind his words.

"Jay what the fuck is wrong with you?" Dick yells.

"What's fucking wrong with me? I get it Bruce died! I get it! You feel a lot more pressure on you now got it! You have ignored me since! I'm not even there! I stand by, I smile, I kiss you when you want me to! But you never look at me. It's like I don't exist- it's like you have forgotten I'm here. I want to be here for you. You don't listen to me." Jason express pushing Dick away from him.

"Bullshit Jay stop being a little sensitive bitch about it!" Dick yells in response.

Jason laughs with anger. "Sensitive?" laughing at the word. "I'm being fucking sensitive? I'm sorry that I want to be there for you. I'm sorry I wanna hold you. I'm sorry I wanna love you, I want to cry with you. You have ignored me at every chance. I came here to be with you while you do paperwork, and as I talk to you all you do is look at the screen. When you do look at me, I feel nothing, as if you are just looking past me. As if you are looking at me just to make me feel like I exist. I don't know what's going on Dick. We buried Bruce a month ago. At night, you don't even take me with you anymore. You leave me at home. You leave me in the cave. You go off on your own, you come home at six in the morning with bloodied knuckles, with scars across your body. When I ask where you went, you just tell me you were on patrol. You don't talk to me anymore. We used to patrol together. We fought crime together. When we would get home, we'd make love, go to sleep, I'd wake up in the morning your head laid against my chest, and I'd make you breakfast- What happened to us Dick?" Jason lets out.

"I-I-I-I don't know Jay." A tear falls down his eye. "I just- I can't do this anymore. I can't argue with you anymore. Maybe-" He starts.

"Don't you fucking say it Dick- don't you motherfucking dare say we need a break or so help me god-" Jason cries.

Dick nods. "Maybe it's what's best." Dick says sounding like he doesn't believe the words himself.

Jason sniffles. "Okay."

Dick takes the engagement ring off holding it out to Jason. "I don't deserve this."

Jason shakes his head slowly, turning heading to leave the room, stopping in his tracks. "Tell me when Dick Grayson is back and Bruce Wayne is gone, tell me when the man I fell in love with, the gentle, outgoing, humor filled bundle of joy Dick Grayson is back. I miss him." Jason leaves.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" Dick screams punching his desk causing it to crack. "Ow!" Dick expresses.

------------------------------A bar in Gotham----------------------

"What can I get for ya?" A man asks as he cleans a glass.

"I'll take four shots of whatever most expensive and you when I leave." Jason says wiping back a tear

"A hard bargain, but I'll agree to the terms. So who broke up with you?" The guy asks.

"Long story-" Jason answers, as he throws back the third shot.

"I've got time and if you're gonna be taking me home tonight, might as well know who I'm the rebound for." The guy smirks.

Jason laughs. "Dick Grayson."

"No fucking way. You mean son of the late great Bruce Wayne?" The bartender says astonished.

"Yeah that one." Jason says coldly.

"Who broke up with who?" The guy asks.

"I broke up with him. He changed. He wasn't the guy I fell in love with once Bruce died." Jason says twirling the glass.

"Sucks to hear that, so how do you like doing this?" The guy says flirtatiously.

"You come home with me. I make you feel the most wonderful hour of pleasure, I finish you off and I send you on your own way." Jason says his voice deepening.

"Good enough for me let's go." The bartender walks from behind the bar.

Jason takes one last drink, picking up a liquor bottle the bartender had left in front of him. Taking a swig, dropping a hundred and following the bartender out the building.

"I don't do this often, but I can't turn you down, I mean look at you." The guy says as Jason leads him to his car.

"You gotta name?" Jason asks.

"Alex." He says.

"Alex huh? I'm Jason. How many times have you done this?" Jason asks, unlocking his car.

"A few- once or twice." Alex says sounding unsure of himself.

"Oh so you're a virgin? All good, although after me your standards might be too high for you to ever be pleased again." Jason winks.

Jason drives the two, to a hotel, paying for a room and heading up. They get to the door Jason lets Alex in first.

"Okay so like how-" Alex begins.

Jason cuts him off, kissing him. Rubbing his right hand along the fabric of Alex's jeans, squeezing tightly on Alex's neck with his left hand. Jason breaks the wall of Alex's lips with his tongue, adventuring into his mouth. Alex moans lightly as he's pressed against a wall. Jason exits Alex's mouth finding a point of interest on his neck. Alex's eyes roll to the back of his head. Jason backs away breathing a little heavier.

"C'mon your turn." Jason suggests winking.

Alex begins kissing Jasons neck, removing his shirt glaring at his body. "Oh my god. You're ripped." He starts kissing down his chest, biting, and sucking on portions of skin. Working his way down to his waistline, he removes Jason's dark black jeans leaving him in nothing, but his Calvin Klein underwear. Noticing the bulge that carries with him.

"Don't be shy, do your worst babyboy." Jason lets out with a groan.

Alex's eyes linger to the phone blinking on the ground noticing the screen light up and a handsome raven haired man pops up with another, Jason kissing him as they both smile. He stops his motions. "I can't do this" He says removing himself from the bed.  "I thought I could, but I can't"