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13. “Did you really think I’d leave?”
“Don’t you fucking do this!”
Tim pounded his fists down on Jason’s still chest. Again and again, each hit coupled by a cry, hardly human sounding at all.
“Not again,” Tim yelled. “You aren’t leaving again, Jason. You. Are. NOT.”
Ripping open a pouch of his belt, Tim took out a plastic package. He fumbled to open it, the blood on his hands making everything slippery yet sticky. Finally the needle fell out and Tim gripped it firmly holding his fist raised above Jason’s chest.
“Going Pulp Fiction on you, you better fucking come back.”
Tim held his breath, one, two, and- Tim never believed in making it to three so- he stabbed the needle in, pushing down on the plunger and emptying the liquid adrenaline straight into Jason’s heart.
The next few seconds were the most agonizing moments of Tim’s life.
Suddenly, Jason opened his eyes, gasping breath like he’d never get enough.
Tim slumped against the brick wall behind him, hand going loose to let the needle roll away. Far away.
“Tim?” Jason reached out for him. “Tim, what- what happened?”
“You. Jason, you almost-”
Tim dropped his head in his hands.
Coughing, Jason tried to sit upright. He couldn’t manage it and instead crawled over to Tim. “Baby, please. I’m here, okay?”
“You can’t do that again,” Tim said weakly, uncovering his face. “You can’t leave me again. Or Bruce or Dick, everyone.”
Jason reached out and Tim fell into him.
Running a shaky hand down Tim’s sweat soaked hair, Jason kissed his temple. “Did you really think I would leave you?”
Tim made a small whiney sound.
“I’m sorry I scared you, Tim. I’m here.”
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