DCU Fanfic: Following Red Robin
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shinyglorchanTitle: Following Red Robin
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Tim, Kon, Jason
Pairing(s): pre-Jason/Tim/Kon
Word Count: 756
Genre: general/hurt/comfort?
Rating: PG/K+
Notes: Yeah, I haven't posted any fic this month because of NaNo. This is sad since I didn't even finish the damned NaNo. :/ Ah well, have some Red Robin being silly and needing Kon and Jason to save him. Prompt: "DCU, Jason/Tim/Kon, Tim gets hurt, Jason and Kon are there for him." XD Tim thought he was going to die, but apparently not. (Also, go leave prompts this week at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
comment_fic this week! It's ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
milleniumrex's week, so it's gonna be awesome! <3) Also works for my dcu_freeforall claim for Jason: #27 awake.
Link: comment_fic
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He used to be able to ask for help, but that was when he had a family and friends. Tim didn't think one 'family member' and one friend really counted either, no matter if they believed him or not. He couldn't involve Kon in this, and well, Jason was already involved, but asking him for help when Tim wasn't completely sure Jason wasn't playing him wasn't an option.
Sure, if he doesn't get some help soon, he'll probably bleed out, but he didn't have his communicator even if he did want to contact Jason. All he could do was use his cape to staunch the bleeding until he thought of someway to save himself. Though, he must have lost quite a bit of blood because he could have sworn he heard the sound of someone flying above him.
“Dude, Tim!” Kon's voice said above him, and Tim would scold him for saying his name so loud like that, but he was woozy from blood loss, and they were in the middle of nowhere, which just raised the question to how Kon found him...
“And you said putting a tracker in the Red Robin costume was stupid,” Jason's voice also said from above his head, so Tim finally tilted his head up to see Jason dangling down, holding one of Kon's hand before he let got and dropped to the ground in front of him. “It made sure we knew when he was being an idiot.”
Kon huffed as he landed next to Jason. “I just thought he'd find the tracker before it was useful,” he muttered before looking Tim over. “Man, you must have been really been concentrating on finding Batman.”
Tim winced at that because Kon was right; he didn't even know there was a tracker on him. He was going to say something about that, maybe ask when the hell Jason even got the tracker on him, but his world was going black. Last thing he heard was Kon shout for him to stay awake while Jason cursed.
Waking up in the bed of his hotel room wasn't quite what he expected after all that blood he lost, but then he remembered that Kon and Jason had been there. He blinked his eyes open to see Kon at his bedside. Kon gave him a little wave.
“Hey there,” Kon murmured. “You're awake.”
Tim shifted a bit, but that wasn't the best idea, so he kept still after that. “What happened...?” he asked quietly.
“You were an idiot, and we saved your sorry ass,” Jason stated, walking into the room with some first aid supplies.
Tim was about to context that statement, but Kon was giving him a stern look, and well, Kon didn't do stern look very well, but he was pulling it off this time. “What happened is what Jason said, and now we're going to help you look for Batman,” Kon stated firmly.
When Tim was about to protest, Jason came over and poked him in the side where he apparently had stitches now. “You have no say in the matter, baby bird,” Jason stated as he opened the first aid kit. “You've been out for a few days. And before you say anything, we followed up on the lead you were following that got you like this. It didn't lead to much, but when you're healed up, I'll show you what we found.”
“Show me now,” Tim tried to say firmly, but Kon and Jason just shared a look, and it was clear that these two were on the same page and wouldn't budge. “All right, I'll wait, but when the hell did you get that tracker on me, Jason?”
Jason grinned, and Tim never believed any Jason grins ever boded well for him. “That was my costume, Timmy. I only had to hack into wiring that was already there,” he said easily. “Now, are you going to cooperate with us, or are you going to make everything hard on yourself?”
Kon was still giving him that look, and Tim really didn't think he could get either of them to leave at this point, so he sighed in defeat. “Fine,” he muttered, “but-”
“No buts or conditions. You're stuck with us, Tim,” Kon interrupted. “We're not going anywhere.”
Tim knew Kon meant that, and when he glanced over to Jason, he knew Jason was in it for the long haul too.
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Tim, Kon, Jason
Pairing(s): pre-Jason/Tim/Kon
Word Count: 756
Genre: general/hurt/comfort?
Rating: PG/K+
Notes: Yeah, I haven't posted any fic this month because of NaNo. This is sad since I didn't even finish the damned NaNo. :/ Ah well, have some Red Robin being silly and needing Kon and Jason to save him. Prompt: "DCU, Jason/Tim/Kon, Tim gets hurt, Jason and Kon are there for him." XD Tim thought he was going to die, but apparently not. (Also, go leave prompts this week at
comment_fic this week! It's milleniumrex's week, so it's gonna be awesome! <3) Also works for my dcu_freeforall claim for Jason: #27 awake.Link: comment_fic
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He used to be able to ask for help, but that was when he had a family and friends. Tim didn't think one 'family member' and one friend really counted either, no matter if they believed him or not. He couldn't involve Kon in this, and well, Jason was already involved, but asking him for help when Tim wasn't completely sure Jason wasn't playing him wasn't an option.
Sure, if he doesn't get some help soon, he'll probably bleed out, but he didn't have his communicator even if he did want to contact Jason. All he could do was use his cape to staunch the bleeding until he thought of someway to save himself. Though, he must have lost quite a bit of blood because he could have sworn he heard the sound of someone flying above him.
“Dude, Tim!” Kon's voice said above him, and Tim would scold him for saying his name so loud like that, but he was woozy from blood loss, and they were in the middle of nowhere, which just raised the question to how Kon found him...
“And you said putting a tracker in the Red Robin costume was stupid,” Jason's voice also said from above his head, so Tim finally tilted his head up to see Jason dangling down, holding one of Kon's hand before he let got and dropped to the ground in front of him. “It made sure we knew when he was being an idiot.”
Kon huffed as he landed next to Jason. “I just thought he'd find the tracker before it was useful,” he muttered before looking Tim over. “Man, you must have been really been concentrating on finding Batman.”
Tim winced at that because Kon was right; he didn't even know there was a tracker on him. He was going to say something about that, maybe ask when the hell Jason even got the tracker on him, but his world was going black. Last thing he heard was Kon shout for him to stay awake while Jason cursed.
Waking up in the bed of his hotel room wasn't quite what he expected after all that blood he lost, but then he remembered that Kon and Jason had been there. He blinked his eyes open to see Kon at his bedside. Kon gave him a little wave.
“Hey there,” Kon murmured. “You're awake.”
Tim shifted a bit, but that wasn't the best idea, so he kept still after that. “What happened...?” he asked quietly.
“You were an idiot, and we saved your sorry ass,” Jason stated, walking into the room with some first aid supplies.
Tim was about to context that statement, but Kon was giving him a stern look, and well, Kon didn't do stern look very well, but he was pulling it off this time. “What happened is what Jason said, and now we're going to help you look for Batman,” Kon stated firmly.
When Tim was about to protest, Jason came over and poked him in the side where he apparently had stitches now. “You have no say in the matter, baby bird,” Jason stated as he opened the first aid kit. “You've been out for a few days. And before you say anything, we followed up on the lead you were following that got you like this. It didn't lead to much, but when you're healed up, I'll show you what we found.”
“Show me now,” Tim tried to say firmly, but Kon and Jason just shared a look, and it was clear that these two were on the same page and wouldn't budge. “All right, I'll wait, but when the hell did you get that tracker on me, Jason?”
Jason grinned, and Tim never believed any Jason grins ever boded well for him. “That was my costume, Timmy. I only had to hack into wiring that was already there,” he said easily. “Now, are you going to cooperate with us, or are you going to make everything hard on yourself?”
Kon was still giving him that look, and Tim really didn't think he could get either of them to leave at this point, so he sighed in defeat. “Fine,” he muttered, “but-”
“No buts or conditions. You're stuck with us, Tim,” Kon interrupted. “We're not going anywhere.”
Tim knew Kon meant that, and when he glanced over to Jason, he knew Jason was in it for the long haul too.
