Just Robin Oneshots Part 2

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EDIT: TW BLOOD

Red Hood spied Dick's apartment as he stumbled through the moonlit alleyways of Bludhaven. They hadn't talked in a while, he didn't count the months they hadn't but if he had to guess it would be ten. They'd had a fight that got a little too personal and he'd been ignoring Dick's attempts at sorry since then. It wasn't that he blamed Dick completely, he just didn't want to deal with how empathetic he got. Pity was something he hated. But he had to suck it up and get the help he needed. He groaned at how high it was but unless he wanted to die in the alley, he'd have to suck it up. He'd been shot whilst catching his latest batch of criminals in the deed. In a way, he was lucky to only get one shot wound but he would've been luckier to not get shot. He scaled the fire escape then knocked on the window. No response. He sighed and reeled back before smashing the window open with his elbow. With that, he reached in and unlocked the window before falling through it. He pulled off his red helmet and tossed it to the side. "Goldie!" he shouted, hoping the older wouldn't just pick him up and leave him outside. He knew Dick wouldn't do that, even if their fight had been bad and there'd been radio silence. 

Footsteps came rushing into the room much too fast to be Dick, making Jason look up to find Wally staring down at him with a disappointed look. "This is the first time in months I've had him alone and now you drop in," he ranted, his hands on his hips. His shirt was missing and it wasn't hard to miss the darkening hickies. Jason couldn't help to cringe at the sight; the thought of his brother getting it on with the ginger was an unwanted and unpleasant one. "Sorry to mess with your love life but I'm bleeding out," Jason snapped, attempting to sit up. Dick came in and gasped at the sight of his brother and the blood patch growing on his jacket. He rushed over and helped him onto the couch, completely ignoring his clearly irritated boyfriend. "What happened?" he inquired, looking for the wound.

"Got shot whilst working a case. Thought I'd stop by since I was in the neighbourhood." Jason watched Dick's frantic eyes pass over the bullet wound then fell onto his chest. Wally had given him way more hickies, one of them was even bleeding. "You two were really going at it then?" he said with a small grimace of disgust. The comment made the older blush bright red but didn't have the same effect on his boyfriend. "We were and now we're not thanks to you," Wally said venomously.

"Walls, fetch the first aid kit for me," Dick ordered.

"Fine, but he's not staying here! I've had enough of sharing you with your family."

They watched him leave then turned to each other with a quiet laugh. Dick shook his head at his boyfriend's childish nature and stood up to take off Jason's jacket and shirt. The bullet wound went through the fatty part of his hip, luckily missing all of the important things, but it was sufficient enough to look rather nasty. Dick bent him forward slightly, causing a grunt of pain, and sighed when he saw there was no exit wound on the other side of his hip. "Oh we've got a doozy," he muttered. He let Jason sit back then went to a draw in the kitchen, digging out some tweezers which he ran underwater to give them a quick clean. They were clean since he'd washed them the last time he used them but he liked to be sure. Wally returned with the first aid kit and tossed it on the couch grumpily, sneaking a glare at the intruder. "Thank you, Wally," Dick said, kissing him on the cheek. "Go back to bed, okay? I promise this won't take long." The ginger sent a final glare to Jason and snatched a long passionate kiss before trudging back to bed. "Don't mind him," Dick said, sitting beside his brother. "I've been busy for a while now. He's just disappointed work caught up with us again but that's the life of a hero." He opened the kit and found something to sterilize his tweezers. "Did you catch the guys then?" he inquired whilst he began working to get the bullet out of the other's body.