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Title: the Conversation
Verse: Band!AU
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Jay, Damian.
Disclaimer: No ownership, no profit and no offence meant. Everyone is of the age of consent in their country and period of history.
Author’s notes: 100% organic. May contain minor flaws and imperfections that beta-treated slash wouldn’t.
Bingo card: band!board meme – master list
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Summary: there comes a point in every boy's life when he has to have the talk.

A/N: I wish I knew where this one came from!


Damian was trying to be quiet but for all his ninja skills, the stairs down the basement of the beach house squeaked.

“You’re up late D.” Jay muttered, not looking up from the bike he was working on.

Damian froze, the bundle of laundry hugged tight to his chest.

“Yer better off hand-washing those.” Jay still didn’t look up as he unbolted the engine casing. “The machine vibrates up the wall and I’m guessin’ from that blush, you don’t want Alfred to know yer down here.” He dropped the wrench and pulled the top off the carburettor, “Besides, if you just wash the bits that need it, it’ll dry faster.”

Damian crossed silently to the sink and scrubbed the sheets, hanging them over the rail near the roller-door. He hovered for a moment, unsure what to do.

“Grab me the ratchet set, will you?”

Damian passed Jay the box and sat down at his side, shuffling uncomfortably in his silence.

“Quit fidgeting D, I ain’t gunna ask. Man’s fantasies are his own business.”

Damian relaxed minutely, his tense shoulders settling.

“Besides, you’re fifteen and a member of this family. I’d be worried about you if you didn’t occasionally wake up sticky.” Jay cursed as he thumped the side of the carburettor. “Have Alfred or Dick tried to give you the talk?”

Damian’s nose scrunched in utter disgust at the thought.

Jay chuckled. “It would have been only slightly worse coming from Bruce, believe me.”

“Were you...” D started slowly, choosing his words with care, “sexually active before...”

“Yeah, I was selling my ass on the street when Bruce found me, if that’s what you’re asking.” Jay turned his back on D, going back to arguing with the bike’s engine. “It wasn’t smart or safe but at the time I thought it was the only way to survive. Messed me up pretty bad.”

D leaned in, caught by morbid curiosity. “The...clients, they hurt you.”

Jay put the ratchet down slowly. “Not so much physically. I was pretty careful in picking johns, even if I did screw up a couple of time and have to bolt before I got worked over.” He took a steadying breath, looking back on one of the less pleasant times of his life. “But it messed me up in other ways. Took me a long time to work out how to enjoy being with someone without...”

“Without have sex?”

“Without feeling like they only wanted to use me.”

Damian shuffled uncomfortably as he thought about it. “How did you...?” he asked after a long moment of silence. “Did Bruce...?”

“Nar kid, Daddy didn’t swing that way. Not that I know of anyway. In the end, Dick pulled a big brother and basically handed me to Roy. After all the fucked up shit Red’d been through, he understood what was going on in my head. He looked after me pretty good.”

Damian nodded thoughtfully. He knew very little about the archer’s past and what he did came from Bruce’s dry and analytical files. He sat in thoughtful silence at Jay’s side, watching as Jay took the bike apart, bit by bit.

“So, is there anything you need to know, kid?” Jay asked, scrubbing at a bolt with a rag and inspecting the thread. “On the sex front?”

Damian gave an affronted little huff. “I’m well versed in safe sexual practice if that’s what you mean.” He turned his nose up, trying for some kind of moral high ground. “Not that I observe it practiced around here.”

Jay ignored the reproof. “Everyone clean, Roy too. JLA standard policy had him checked on a regular basis and Alfred has us all checked every couple of months.” Jay gestured at him with the greasy rag, his tone brotherly and scolding. “But if you’re fucking outside the family, my condoms are in the side pocket of my overnight bag, just take what you need. Lube too if you’re swinging that way.”

Damian scrunched his nose up again. “I am underage, as you are well aware.”

“Yes but that never stop any of us.” Jay teased, going back to the sticking carburettor.

The silence drew out, deep and laden.

“And before you work out how to ask,” Jay growled quietly, “I know nothing at all about Steph’s sex life, nor do I care to. You’ll have to ask her yourself. But I do know that Dick was dick’n about long before he should have been and Tim...well... he didn’t exactly get a choice in the matter.”

Damian stiffened in outrage. “You mean-”

Jay cut him off, seeing the thunder-clouds form in his youngest brother’s eyes. “Before you go there – no, not like that.” He rubbed his brow, smearing engine grease over his forehead. “I really shouldn’t be telling you this but you’ll only stress ‘bout it now that I was dumb enough to open my mouth.” He sighed and leant back on his hands. “In the early days of Tim’s time as Robin he had a run-in with Ivy.”

“Ah.” Damian muttered, suddenly understanding.

“Bruce got him home ok and did the smartest thing he could have - he called Dick and left them to it.”

“Dick was Tim’s first?” Damian asked after a moment’s consideration.

“Yeah but not the way ya think’n. It took Tim a long time to come to terms with what he’d done.” Jay saw the look of confusion in D’s face. “Dickie wasn’t exactly in pristine condition the next morning.”

“You mean Tim...”

Jay nodded. “Timmy can be a toppy prick when he wants to be and Ivy’s pollen brings it right out in him. Took Dickie forever to convince him it wasn’t his fault.”

Damian pondered the thought in silence.

Jay screwed the bolt back in place and gave the whole thing a good shake just to make sure it was secure. Satisfied, he wiped his hands clean and tossed the rag at the bench. “Seriously though kid, if there’s anything you ever need to know... I know it can’t be an easy conversation for ya but better me than Dickie hey?”

“Thank you.” Damian answered in all seriousness. “I will bear that in mind.”

“You do that.” Jay pulled the boy into an awkward one armed hug before pushing him towards the stairs. “Grab the linen off my bed and go get some sleep.”

Damian stopped at the base of the stairs and turned, his mouth open as if he was about to say something but thought better of it. “Good night.”

“Sweet dreams kiddo.” Jay muttered absently.


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Date: 2010-10-11 11:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] minyandu.livejournal.com
This is...this is messed up and sweet in a different way. I like the silent tension behind the talk. 8D
Wanna ruffle their bellies some more...>_<...

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Date: 2010-10-11 08:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] munnin-odanin.livejournal.com
why thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it. They're an awkward bunch.

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Date: 2010-10-11 11:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] darthbatgirl.livejournal.com
Awww best "talk" ever and it was so much better than if Dick had tried it. (I think there would be a lot of hugging going on)

Though I will sneak in a hug for Jay just because.

Great story my dear.

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Date: 2010-10-11 08:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] munnin-odanin.livejournal.com
Thank you! Oh yeah, the conversation with Dick would be all shades of awkward with poor D bright red and trying to work out how to run.

Thanks again

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Date: 2010-10-11 12:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ignescent-fic.livejournal.com
I really really liked that. Mind you, I pretty much (a) adore everything you write and (b) am a sucker for mature!Jason, but even above and beyond that, that was a really good scene. :)

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Date: 2010-10-11 08:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] munnin-odanin.livejournal.com
Aww, you're making me blush. Thank you.

I do love Jason when he's being big brotherly. It suit him so well.

Thanks again and I'm glad you enjoyed it.

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Date: 2010-10-11 08:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alexiel-neesan.livejournal.com
This is so fantastic. You already know I'm a sucker for all Jason fics, but there you see the Jason that Dick relies on, the strong Jason that knows what to do (you can see how he will become a father, too).

Also DDDD: don't spend all night in the garage Jason... and Damian. Oh Damian.

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Date: 2010-10-12 06:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] munnin-odanin.livejournal.com
you know he will, Jay's just a little too attached to that bike now but hey, everyone has to have a hobby.

Alternative I could send someone down to lure him to bed. Any preferences?

I'm so glad you enjoyed it. I just wish I knew where the idea came from...

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Date: 2011-04-09 04:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zodiacsnake.livejournal.com
send Dickie bird down to get him cause u ppl have made me LOVE Dick/Jason moments in this fanon sooo much its not even right!!!!

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Date: 2011-04-09 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zodiacsnake.livejournal.com
This is sweet & cute & really rather amazing in its awkward sweetness!!!

Also this story talks about Tim's first time & man if i wouldnt love to see THAT whole story any chance its out there somewhere if so id really appreciate knowing where iv been thinking about it for like a week now ^-^

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Date: 2011-04-11 09:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] munnin-odanin.livejournal.com
Sorry, haven't actually written it but there is a kinda sister story to it that I co-wrote with faile_neume here -

Part one - The wrong first kiss (http://munnin-odanin.livejournal.com/16474.html</a)
Part two- Getting It Right (http://community.livejournal.com/timxtam/1445.html)

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