A Left Turn Somewhere Around Albuquerque

Notes: Prompt: A left turn around alberquerque (hopefully I spelled it right) and "I've been checking you out" via dialogue generator.

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"I've been checking you out," Jason says when they put some distance between them and the docks. Enough silence has fallen that Tim can tell this date is ending.

"Relentlessly," Tim agrees as he stops roof jumping to face the other man. The chilled wind has slightly numbed his face, but he can still feel the simple press of lips on his own. Will be feeling it for a few days now. "I'm sure all of Gotham knows that by now."

Jason grins unrepentantly and reaches out to cup his cheek with one hand, thumb touching the corners of his lips in a soft promise. "If the whole world doesn't know that by now then they're all blind, baby bird. But that's not what I meant."

"Oh?" Tim goes very still and tries terribly hard not to be distracted by the touch. "What did you mean then?"

"Reconnaissance," Jason shrugs and almost seems a little sheepish. "Buying up any scrap of info I could on my replacement."

An enemy, goes unsaid. The reminder of the plans Jason had mentioned last week helps bring in some of the floating joy Tim's been feeling. The light way he uttered the last of that sentence almost kills it though. "I never replaced you."

Jason's smile slips and wobbles a bit, but his hand remains light until it steadies into something rueful. "You're really something else. I was just trying to let you know I know a lot about you because I was stalking everyone. In as non-creepy a way as possible. Which isn't as easy at it sounds."

"There really isn't any way to make it sound non-creepy," Tim agrees and lets the rest of the conversation go. He's had a good night, and he's not ready to let anything else ruin it just yet. "Trust me. I've had a lot of practice with that. I know it's just not possible."

"That sounds like an interesting story," Jason caresses his face one last time before dropping his hand and stepping back. "Tell me it so I may learn from the master?"

"Maybe next time," Tim wishes it were possible to not blush beyond a certain amount each day. He really does. It'd make telling the story about how he stalked Batman and Robin, both of them, easier. "It's not really a first date kind of story."

Jason laughs lightly and the silence descends again. Expectant and verging on awkward. Tim thinks, hesitates, and then steps forward. The kiss is quick but no less wonderful for it. At least he's not the only one wearing a goofy grin when he steps back.

"Next time," Jason promises and steps back to the edge of the roof. He grins wider before falling back, and Tim can't help looking forward to whatever might be next.

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