But not a tentacle-free day!

641. my shadow as company (DCU: JayDick, 1.7k, T)

Tags: Eldritch Dick, zombie Jason, sick fic, crack and angst, mild jealousy

Summary: The one in which Jason has to deal with Dick being ill and devolving into a pile of whiny goo.

Dick can be a handful. Or an armful. Several armfuls.

There are perhaps no adequate units of measurement that would help to quantify both Dick's mass and the amount of nerves he's costing Jason. At least none that Jason can think of.

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“don’t you know? sometimes dick’s shadow doesn’t look quite right”