#jayroy

All the DC couples I love and draw as the photocard way ✨🤲

Like, whether intentionally or not, he’ll find himself looking out for those kids that aren’t his, not quite, but they’re close enough.

Bruce, going up to Wally after a JL mission: Are you alright? No injuries?

Wally, unharmed and confused: Um. Yeah?

Bruce, nodding: Good.

Wally, had been expecting a stern ‘report’: Yep.

Bruce: Debrief first, then we’re going home.

Wally: ‘Home’???

Wally: I mean um. Sure.

Bruce, picking up Jason’s ringing phone while his son is in the kitchen: Hello?

Roy: Hey—! You’re not Jaybird.

Bruce: No.

Roy: Bruce. Why do you have Jay’s phone?

Bruce: Jason is in the kitchen. I can bring the phone to him, but I doubt he’ll appreciate being distracted.

Roy, sighing: Yeah, he can be a real snob with cookin’.

Bruce, humming: Anything I can help you with, Roy?

Roy: Uh. Tell ya what, yeah, actually. I need some files from Jay about a drug ring he was following up on, they might be infiltrating underground gangs here in Star.

Bruce: I can help. If you’re organising a bust, is Lian being taken care of?

Roy: Yeah, I already asked Kori to mind her.

Bruce, satisfied: Perfect. She’s welcome to bring her to the Manor.

Roy, slightly suspicious of the goodwill but won’t complain: I’ll pass it on.

Bruce: Clark.

Clark: B! Nice to see you. How’s your day been?

Bruce: Good enough. How’s Conner?

Clark, frowning: Fine, last I checked. He hasn’t been at the farm in a while, but I saw him a few days ago.

Bruce: Hn. You might want to check in on him.

Clark: Is he alright?

Bruce: Physically, yes. He seems to be stressing an abnormal amount, though. Returning to parents’ farm might be beneficial for him.

Clark: He’s not the type to stress for too long.

Bruce: No.

Clark: I’ll check on him, I’m sure Ma and Pa miss him. Thanks, B.

Bruce: Just go.

Bruce checks his phone a few hours later to see a text message from Tim reading ‘i know you did something. thx, b’.

Bruce: You’re welcome to stay the night, Jon. It’s late.

Jon: Huh? Oh, no, it’s fine Mr. Wayne. I can just fly back. My parents will be expecting me.

Bruce: No need, I have already informed Clark that you’re staying.

Jon: ???

Bruce: Dinner will be ready in 10.

Jon: ?????

Bruce: Damian is waiting in the dining room. Have a nice evening.

Dick, distraught: how did this happen!?!

Jason: i don’t even know, neither of us realised we were together until Kori asked what our plans were for our one year anniversary.

Dick: ?!?!?

Tim: they flirt with each other all the time, i don’t know how you didn’t expect this Dick.

Dick: I THOUGHT THEY WERE JOKING AROUND! LIKE ME AND WALLY DO!

Tim:

Jason:

Bruce: chum… you know i abhor being even remotely involved in your love life…

Bruce: but that weird yellow boy has been in love with you since you were twelve.

Dick:

Dick: EXCUSE ME?!

Tim, muttering to himself in disbelief: weird yellow boy…

Roy, wistfully looking into the distance: the flirting was a joke at first… we both used to be so happy with having sex with women.

Damian: i’m going to kill him and then myself.

Roy: it’s like… Icarus.

Jason, flatly: Roy shut up.

Roy, ignoring him, looking afar dramatically: Jay and i, we flew too close to the gay sun, and our straight wings were left ablaze.

Tim, baffled: what fucking words just came out of your mouth?

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