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[NEW PROMPT- a universe where everything is ok and no one dies] Jaytim- Sweater shopping date. (There was a post going around about this. But if you didn't see it, then:) Tim really likes old sweaters ok. Particularly if they smell like Jason. How he acquired so many the world will never know
Worth It
Jason/Tim
Sometimes, Tim didn't even understand why he brought Jason along when he went shopping for fall clothes, a.k.a. sweater shopping. All the man ever did was basically insult his entire taste in clothing. It could be a bit exasperating at times. But at least he got to make fun of Jason just as much.
"That's just ghastly."
"It's quality leather, Tim."
"With fifty chains attached."
"It's stylish, okay."
"So you want to sound like Santa's sleigh?"
"You're such a cunt, you know that?"
"Ew. Just ew."
"Jason, you don't even know which one I'm looking at."
"They're all so hideous, though."
"I thought you'd still love me no matter what I wear or like."
"I'll stop if it means you're going to wear that around."
"Hey, could you wear this?"
"Jason, that's not a sweater."
"Like hell it's not."
"Jason, that's a thong."
"At least it's prettier than what you're holding.
Tim seriously didn't know what he was doing bringing Jason along. He knew Jason was dreading it and so wasn't Tim. But he hadn't been able to spend much time with the older man of late and this was all they had. And he'd make the most of it, even if it would be filled with bickering about their own fashion tastes.
"This has to be the ugliest fucking sweater I've ever seen," Jason declared as he held the sweater at arm's length, a look of disgust on his face.
"Jason, it's vintage," Tim argued.
"It has fucking reindeer. Reindeer."
"Christmas is coming up fairly quickly," was all Tim said before he snatched it from Jason's hands and replaced it on the hanger before he continued looking through the sweaters. Jason just flicked his hand over the clothing in distaste.
"Why do you even need to buy more? You have like an entire fucking wardrobe full of them." Tim only shrugged as he pulled out a long sleeve sweater that was a soft tan in color, and the length of it suggested that it would barely reach Tim's middle thighs, and the sleeves would be so long that he'd need to roll them up. And Jason realized he wouldn't mind seeing that.
He ended up paying for the sweater himself, saying it was an early Christmas gift.
Tim sat on the couch with a mug of warm hot cocoa between his hands, the only light in the room was the soft flicker of a tame flame in the fireplace. Tim's knees were tucked to his chest, feet perched on the couch as he sat with face half buried in the long neck of the sweater he was wearing. The soft fibers smelled strongly of Jason, which had a calming effect on him now. He wished all of his sweaters smelled like Jason. Half of the time, he'd slip the sweaters into Jason's bag or just leave them at Jason's home so they'd being to smell like him. Then Jason would come back and ask Tim why he always ends up with his sweaters. But it was worth it, seeing as it also gave him an excuse to see the older man. He smiled behind the collar when he felt a hand grip his shoulder from behind, but he made no other move.
The sweater was soft under his hand, regardless of how much he hated the sweaters. Well, some. Jason just couldn't understand Tim's sense of taste. Some of them were just hideous, but as long as Tim was happy with them, he supposed. He ran his hand along the sleeve of the sweater before running down his chest. Jason knew how much Tim loved his scent in the clothing, and sometimes he felt that the entire thing was surreal. But he'd smile to himself when no one was looking because Tim was just so goddamn cute.
Jason's hand trailed up to the boy's chin and tilted his face up so he could press a soft, lingering kiss to the raven-haired boy's lips.
And Jason can't wait to see Tim's face when he opens that box on Christmas morning to find a handmade sweater that Jason spent five months knitting. He even suffered through constant teasing from Dick and the brat with them questioning his masculinity.
But it'll be worth it.