An Omega's Business

Screwed up

Yeah, he screwed up. He screwed up real bad. I mean, he's screwed up before, what else can you expect from the family screw up, but man, he really screwed up.

Not even going to put this lightly. It's simple.

Jason messed about with the head assassin, and now he's knocked up. Ok, ok, it might be more complicated than that, but in short terms that was his situation.

Now depending on whether or not the event was intentional on her part is the real main course, the deciding factor on how big of a screw up this was. He wouldn't be surprised if it was intended considering she's done this before, and she only benefits from the situation. But if this was just a happy accident then he was near certain she was already aware of it. Considering he was on the verge between his second and third month at 12 weeks, and he's been having the most obvious, stereotypical symptoms ever.

He truly felt like a fool, like he was the last to know. He felt like all eye were on him.

He's only known for about a day and a half now, but he is slowly drifting off into an eternal catatonic state.

And then the window tapped, too on cue for comfort. He wouldn't be surprised if somehow the big guy found out about this, a now the entire bat association knows. Then he'd truly be the last to know.

He hasn't even had long enough to cry, or think, but somehow, defying his nature in ignoring the problem and shutting down, he finds his hand on the seal of the window, opening it.

He was so shock that he had done it that he didn't even bother to see who it was before they were already in his space.

But when he did look to see the smaller figure he was disappointed to see it was Tim. Just great, exactly what he needed, Tim's snarky attitude. The younger boy had been more catty lately, no explanation why, he just was.

"Tim." Jason greeted with no enthusiasm at all.

"Jason." He greeted back with his usual passive aggressive voice.

"Why are you in my house, Tim." Jason asked without changing his tone.

"Because you let me in, Jason." Tim mimicked Jason's tone with sarcasm.

Jason scoffed, and rolled his eyes, he was already done with this twink, "Alright what do you want, windbag." Jason stated more than asked.

Tim hesitated looking around Jason's shelter carefully, calculating his surroundings. Jason hated to way Tim...was. His entire personality was just overall annoying to say the least.

"Have you been involved with the league of assassins lately?"

Jason froze, he didn't know how to respond. They were clearly on to him in some kind of way, but Jason wasn't ready to explain himself.

"In what way?" Jason asked avoiding Tim's sharp gaze.

"Any kind of way." Tim said with impatience.

Jason, with no better response at the moment decided 'f it", and just went ahead and nodded his head without any explanation.

"Yeah, I have. Why?"

Tim looked Jason over suspiciously, he clearly didn't expect to get such a straight forward answer from Jason, usually he had to slowly break apart Jason's words to infer his words.

"Has she discussed any-"

Jason's eyebrows furrowed, "Hey, hey, no, I asked you a question."