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Bat Boys vs depression 10, 17, 18, 20

Damian walked into Tims apartment and looked around. He made a face before he walked to the kitchen and started the hot water "TIMOTHYYYYYYYY?" he waited for a response frowning when none came. He called Jon and put his air pods in.

Jon spoke softly "did you find him dami?"

He shook his head and started washing dishes "no but his place is a mess." He frowned in concern for a moment

Jon laid back down his phone against his ear as he spoke groggily "you should check his room."

Damian paused and walked to tims room peeking in hesitantly. He frowned then hung up on Jon as he walked to the bed and sat next to Tim "Tim?"

Tim stayed turned away speaking softly "I dont remember inviting you in."

Damian shrugged "Jason said he hadn't heard from you for a while. He was gonna give it another day."

Tim sighed heavily and slowly turned to look at him "what do you want."

Damain looked into his eyes quietly before speaking lowly "We don't always get along and you never trust me. But youre my brother. I want to make sure you're okay."

Tim stared at him silently then rolled back away again

Damian sighed and got up walking to the kitchen. He finished up the dishes then pulled out some chicken breast. He quietly made a face before he put it on a pan and put it in the oven before he grabbed a broom. He swept the floor quietly tossing dirty clothes in a pile near the door.

Jason pushed the fire escape open and looked at Damian confused "the fuck."

Damain looked at him holding the broom like a weapon before he relaxed and went back to cleaning "Timothy is depressed. Im not good with emotions like this so. Im helping him by fixing him food and cleaning his home. If you complain ill shove this broom so far up your ass you'll taste the dirt on it."

Jason raised his hands in surrender "I was just coming over because Dick said he'd be coming to check on Tim. I didnt even know you cared enough to be here."

Damain scoffed softly using a dustpan to clean up the dirt "he may be a jerk but hes still my brother." He put the broom and dust pan away before he walked to Jason and leaned into him sighing softly "I thought you were giving it another day?"

Jason picked him up and climbed in closing the window behind him "I mean I was but then Dick said he was coming and if something was wrong I wanted to be able to help him. I would have come if I knew you were coming too though."

Damain muttered softly "if I knew you were coming I wouldn't have touched chicken. I would have left that to you. I need to wash my hands."

Jason smiled and carried him to the kitchen leaning next to the counter "here baby bat. Wash those chicken hands."

Damain shot a glare up to him but washed his hands quietly "how do we know if chicken is done cooking or not?"

Dick walked in and looked at them then shrugged "well at least the place is clean"

Damian looked at dick quickly "no thanks to either of you." He leaned back against Jason's chest again

Dick smiled and walked closer ruffling his hair softly "yeahhh but you showed up sooner."

Damian slapped his hand away and huffed softly "I am not a dog grayson!"

Tim slowly stumbled out of his room focusing his gaze on his brothers quietly "The fuck are all of you doing." He sniffed the air quietly "whos the dumbass cooking chicken while Damian is here. Hes vegetarian. He can't eat that."