𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 ; A Shakespearean Tragedy Called Love

06

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Jason and Ivar sat on top of a rooftop licking ice cream staring out at the Atlantic Ocean. It was forced bonding by Bruce but both Ivar and Jason had to admit that eating ice cream together was quite fun.

( Ivar wouldn't dare admit it but the past two years had been fun, who knew magpie was so fun? Not Ivar, even his grampa didn't see it coming- and he had never met Jason )

"I won my math competition," Jason says suddenly, eating the cone.

Ivar nods. "Aren't the Gotham Academy competitions like really- hard?" 

Jason hums as he finishes his ice cream and stares off into the distance. A seagull flies by and squawks in protest as a smaller seagull pecks at it in midair.

"Maybe for someone like you-" Jason begins until Ivar shoves him. "Hey!"

Ivar smiles as Jason frowns. This was a common occurrence whenever they were together, Jason would insult Ivar and Ivar would never really have the heart to insult him back so he would only shove Jason.

"So then, Magpie-... Any ideas of what to do today?"

"Not a thing Nightlight" Jason flashes a pearly white smile at the nickname he had come up with a few years prior.

"Maybe we could go visit-" Ivar stops and thinks for a moment. "No, nevermind"

Jason pokes Ivar's cheek. "What- Tell me"

Ivar shrugs, blond hair getting in his face while his elastic band slowly cuts off the circulation in his hand. "I was thinking that maybe we can go visit Alfred, but then I remembered that he kicked us out so he could clean" 

There's still silence as Jason takes in Ivar's words. He's not sure what he expected but this wasn't it. Jason bursts out laughing as Ivar turns red due to embarrassment. 

Ivar blushed at the sound of Jason's laughter, for the past few months Ivar had been reacting oddly to whatever Jason had done. He didn't want to even think about when he had accidentally walked into Jason's room as he just took off his shirt.

"Haha! You're so cute Ivar!" Jason laughs as he slaps Ivar on the back. "Alfred kicked us out because we were just lounging around without doing anything"

"Let's go visit my Grandpa" Ivar stares off into nothing while trying his hair back into a ponytail, finally freeing his hand from getting circulation cut off while carefully placing his ice cream next to him.

Jason jolts slightly. In all of their friendship, Ivar had never brought Jason to meet his grandfather. "Your Grandpa?"

"No, my fairy godmother, yes my Grandpa!" Ivar laughs. "Who else Jason?"

Jason waves the comment away and ignores the people staring at them from the boardwalk. "We've been hanging out for two years and I've never met your Grandpa"

"I've never met Dick Grayson" Ivar points out, the elusive Dick Grayson was an anomaly in Ivar's life. 

( Who gave the poor kid the nickname Dick? That's borderline child abuse )