He's standing in front of Bruce and he's crying, again, but this time it isn't Jason's throat that's bared, and it's not the Joker's finger on the detonator. This time Jason really does have control, and he hasn't worked to get it, he hasn't planned and schemed and orchestrated for the better part of a year. He has control because Bruce gave it to him, and he doesn't...
He doesn't know what to do with it. He doesn't know what to do with the fact that if he chose, he could kill them both right now. He doesn't know what to do with the way he wants to grab Bruce and make him stay almost as much as he wants to scream at him to run. So Jason stands there, stupid and silent and listening to the scuffle of Bruce's footsteps as, impossibly, he does what he's asked and leaves.
When the last of his cape has passed the threshold, Jason's numb fingers fall away from the detonator, but the whining doesn't stop, it just gets worse and worse, clawing out of Jason's chest and mouth in sobs so huge they hurt. "Get out of here," he murmurs, but he can't.
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Date: 2011-11-15 11:26 pm (UTC)He's standing in front of Bruce and he's crying, again, but this time it isn't Jason's throat that's bared, and it's not the Joker's finger on the detonator. This time Jason really does have control, and he hasn't worked to get it, he hasn't planned and schemed and orchestrated for the better part of a year. He has control because Bruce gave it to him, and he doesn't...
He doesn't know what to do with it. He doesn't know what to do with the fact that if he chose, he could kill them both right now. He doesn't know what to do with the way he wants to grab Bruce and make him stay almost as much as he wants to scream at him to run. So Jason stands there, stupid and silent and listening to the scuffle of Bruce's footsteps as, impossibly, he does what he's asked and leaves.
When the last of his cape has passed the threshold, Jason's numb fingers fall away from the detonator, but the whining doesn't stop, it just gets worse and worse, clawing out of Jason's chest and mouth in sobs so huge they hurt. "Get out of here," he murmurs, but he can't.
He just can't.