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Hallucinations

Jason's dead.
Dick hasn't been right at all this entire time. It's been years, roughly 5. Dick has been picturing Jason ever since he first visited the dead boys' grave. Having horrific hallucinations. That was the same for tonight. However, little did Dick know he wasn't the only one in his safehouse.
Dick sat on his sofa, knees to his chest, head between his knees. Redhood, aka Jason Todd, just creeped in through the slightly cracked window, to his shock his vigilante brother didn't notice, strange. Dick looked over at him and sighed,
"Not again... where's my medication?"
Jason was confused. He had entered without his helmet as he knew it would only be Dick there.
"Dickie? Big bird?"
Dick stood up and looked at him.
"If only you weren't a hallucination...i could really use you being alive... especially now."
Jason, shocked, just stared. Dick had hallucinations... of him? And by how calm he was, they seemed frequent. He misses him? He wants him back?
Jason placed a hand on Dicks shoulder.
"Dick, I'm real."
Dick's eyes widen, and their dullness fading. Placing his hand on top of Jasons, feeling he's real.
"J-Jay-bird?"
Jason nodded.
"It's me, big-bird."
Dick was stunned.
"B-but how..? I-i thought..you..-"
"I did, but uhm, long story turned short - lazarus pit brought me back."
Dick took in the information, letting out a shaky breath. Though a smile broke his once grimace written face.
"All that matters is that you're alive..."
Jason pulled his brother into a hug, knowing he needed one. Dick relaxed against his younger sibling.
"Dickie? You said something about hallucinations?"
Dick sighed.
"Yeah...uhm well, Bruce didn't tell me you died, so i missed the funeral, and then i got mad at Bruce he hit me, and i went to your grave and saw you there and ever since...nearly everyday I've seen you but you werent actually there..."
Jason's expression softens as he fully realises how much his death really impacted his brother, but then he fully processes what he said.
"Wait... Bruce didn't tell you, and HE HIT you?"
Jason's eyes were turning a bright green.
"Uhm, Jay? Your eyes... you may need to calm down...i-its ok, it was just an uhm glass bottle. It's alright!"
Jason's eyes go back to normal, but he's still angry.
"He had no right to do that. But uhm...what did the hallucinations say to you..?"
Dick shuffles on his feet.
"Oh, uhm...that you blamed me, and it was my fault and that you hate me and wish id died instead and...uhm"
Jason replaced his hand on his brothers shoulder.
"Dick...i could never blame you, you couldn't have known."
Dick looked at Jason defeated.
"I- I know, but i shouldn't have left you alone anyway... you were a kid.."
"I was 15."
"Still a kid...Jay...too young to be alone out in gotham in a brightly coloured leotard."
Jason scoffs.
"I swear it was to get us shot at."
Dick chuckles.
"That was my first question when i saw it."
Jason chuckles, too.
"I can see why... say about suits... Is Discowing still about?"
Dick shakes his head.
"No, you'll be happy to know that Nightwing is all that's out at the moment."
Jason smirks.
"Well, that's good."
Dick playfully nudges Jason,
"Hey, it wasn't that bad!"
Jason is rolling, his eyes respond.
"Sure..."
"Oh, you little -"
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Hey!
Sorry it's been awhile, the ideas were not flowing.
Sorry if this is not my best work, but I hope it's somewhat readable!!
I may be making a version of this same premise just a wee bit different... something may be a bit more cannon, although still with my lovely twist
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Hope you enjoyed!
Have a lovely day, and know you are loved <3