[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

After Drake came, Todd was free, but he didn't leave the Batcave, just sat with a book and watched Drake work.

Jason is grateful that the system brought Bruce back, but every time he goes to the Batcave, he feels a strong sense of discomfort.

——A kind of resistance from the heart.

Later, he simply walked around the two of them. Dick didn't know what he was thinking during this time. He found that the blue bird would always observe him inadvertently.

A real observation.

But when he looked away, Dick would act like nothing happened.

This went on for several days. Jason was not a patient person. When Dick was evasive again, the anger that had been silent for a long time was finally ignited in an instant.

He grabbed Dick's clothes by the chest: "What the hell are you thinking?"

Dick looked confused: "...Little Wing, what did you say?"

Jason ground his teeth: "You're always looking at me—stop, don't act innocent."

The black-haired young man's ears were a little red, and he was quite embarrassed to say such words, but he persisted: "If there is something wrong with me, you can say it."

Dick blinked slowly: "No, it's my own fault."

Jason: "..."

Although he is also a member of the Bat family, but sometimes, he really hates the same stubbornness of these people as Bruce.

After being rejected, he reckoned that he would not be able to pry Dick's mouth open today, and he would not waste any more time. He turned around and wanted to leave, but before he could take a step, his jacket was pulled by a strong force.

The big blue bird stared at him eagerly, showing a tangled expression: "Little Jay Bird, I think..."

He only said a few words, then he pursed his lips and put on an awkward gesture.

Jason: "???"

He quickly flashed back to his mind what he had done recently.

It's fine, nothing out of the ordinary.

He poked away Dick's hand expressionlessly, thinking it was a waste of emotion, but he just took a step when Dick slammed him down on the sofa.

Jason said irritably, "Grayson, can you be normal..."

"I want to go to Las Vegas!"

Dick's voice was loud, revealing an indomitable momentum: "You promised me! You clearly said you would go back to Brudhaven in two days!"

The big blue bird knew that Jason couldn't stand his grievances like acting like a baby. As expected, the black-haired young man froze for a few seconds, looking a little guilty.

Dick quickly struck while the iron was hot: "As compensation, I want to go to Las Vegas for vacation."

"The weather in Gotham is going to make me moldy." He lay lazily on Jason, leaning against the black-haired young man, and he couldn't help relaxing: "Go out and bask in the sun, open the best room." Suite, soak in alcohol at night, and go downstairs to play cards when you have time."

Jason touched his face helplessly: "Tony hasn't worked out the reversal equation of the Extremis virus yet, I don't want to grow up like this and go out."

Superheroes are well-informed, and Bruce and the others are very considerate and don't mention it. Even if they see their own changes, they will be surprised for a moment at most.

But as a red hood, he dealt with various forces every day, and the underground world in Las Vegas is very developed. Pretending to be gay.

Dick said dejectedly, "Oh."

He moved his body away, so that he could shrink into a small corner of the sofa with aggrievedness.

Lost dreams and turned into salted fish.

Jason touched the book casually and spread it out, but he couldn't concentrate on the plot. After a while, he sighed: "Las Vegas is very expensive, are you sure you want to go there?"

Dick glanced at him: "Isn't there you?"

He is a frugal little policeman. The doctor said that he has a bad stomach and can only eat soft rice.

Jason: "..."

Seeing this confident attitude, Jason couldn't help but wonder how Dick got along with his ex-girlfriend before... This man must have always been a poor man?

After a while, he said with difficulty, "Why are you so proficient?"

**

Las Vegas, Bellagio.

Jason hung a pair of sunglasses that covered most of his face, staring at Dick through the lenses.

Another girl passed by them, glanced at them casually, and gave a shock.

"Hi, can I buy you a drink?"

The pretty blond girl squeezed between them familiarly, gestured apologetically to Jason, then turned to Dick, and said in an admiring tone, "I'm free anytime."

Jason's shoulders trembled slightly.

People who are injected with the Extremis virus will be transformed into extremely beautiful beings - almost at the level of Dick. It is no exaggeration to say that Dick Grayson is the most beautiful man Jason has ever seen.

The big blue bird's eyes are more brilliant than the jewels on the queen's crown of England, and the facial features are unbelievably exquisite, but when combined together, it is the appearance described in the Greek epic. Before Dick entered puberty, his indistinguishable appearance made Bruce encounter Numerous public relations crises.

There is no shortage of beauties in Las Vegas, but he is an existence that can be seen at a glance among tens of millions of people.

Jason took a sip from his wine glass, so he could watch the show in a leisurely manner.

He couldn't remember how many times Dick was accosted tonight. Actually, Dick didn't go to such occasions very much. He had a job during the day and night watch as Nightwing at night. After breaking up with Bruce, his salary couldn't support him. It takes so much to live every day.

Dick rolled his eyes wryly.

The blonde girl looked at him fascinated: "Are you a staff member here? I want to hire you for a week... no, can I take a month?"

Dick: "..."

He said politely without losing embarrassment: "Ma'am, I already have someone I want to spend my life with."

Goldilocks paused. "I don't want to be in a relationship with you, I just want to sleep with you."

Dick: "..."

He glanced at Jason from the corner of his eye as if asking for help, but the black-haired young man just quietly pulled off his sunglasses and gave him a helpless look.

Pushed the sunglasses back again.

Dick took a deep breath, leaned back, stretched his arms around Jason's waist, and used a little trick to take off the sunglasses on Jason's face before Jason could react.

Dick turned his face and introduced with a smile: "This is my lover."

The blond girl was quiet for a few seconds, and said very gently, "I want to sleep with you - any amount of money."

Jason: "!!!"

Dick wanted to say something more, but Jason couldn't hold it anymore.

run away.

Dick was dragged by him to shuttle through the crowd, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth: "Where are we going?"

Jason stopped suddenly, with a wooden face: "Just like you said, soak yourself in alcohol."

The black-haired young man has not recovered from the previous shock. As the disaster star of the underground world, he has never been regarded as a man standing by the side of the road.

Dick couldn't help laughing.

However, Jason's plan coincided with his plan, which he had been thinking about for a long time—it was just about to hit the door.

He took Jason's hand to lead the way, and the black-haired young man turned a few corners in a daze: "You seem familiar with this place?"

The first floor of the hotel where they are located is the largest gold-selling cave in Las Vegas. The golden hall is illuminated with dazzling colors, and the sound of the rising and falling of the dice rang together.

Dick led Jason to a corner where no one would disturb him. He swiped his arm in front of the black-haired young man, and there were two multilateral dice between his fingers.

"Let's also take a gamble. If you have a big score, you will have a drink, and if you have a small score, I will have a drink."

Jason inexplicably: "What's the point of this... What's the stake?"

"Let's talk after drinking."

He opened the cabinet door, revealing various wine bottles inside.

Jason raised his eyebrows, took out a bottle of wine and looked at it: "The alcohol content is very high."

Dick must be planning something, he thought.

But after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out Dick's plan. This trip to Las Vegas revealed a strange meaning from the beginning to the end.

Forget it, Dick couldn't possibly do anything to him anyway.

He casually picked up the dice and threw it on the small table. The metal block spun a few times and stopped slowly.

Big points.

Dick handed over the prepared wine. The glass was a whiskey glass that could hold a large cube of ice, and now it was poured by Dick and it was about to overflow.

Jason: "..."

Outrageous.

He took the glass without saying a word: "I don't want to get drunk yet."

Dick didn't speak, just laughed.

The Big Blue Jay knows a lot about Jason's physique, and the Lazarus pool endows him with great resilience, in every way.

The green-eyed young man pushed the cup aside, pretending to be cheating: "Play again, this time you come—I'll save it and drink together."

Dick didn't object either, and rolled the dice according to Jason's wishes.

Big points.

Jason said calmly, "One more time."

Big, big, big points—

Suspiciously, he held the dice with his fingers, and took a closer look in front of him: "Did you tamper with this thing?"

Dick spread his hands: "You can check whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the wine glass back: "Now there is more than one glass."

Jason:  …

Willing to gamble to lose.

The green-eyed young man raised his neck, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, Jason's skin was very thin, and as the liquid in the cup gradually decreased, a blush gradually climbed up his pale cheeks.

Jason took a breath.

"It's over—it's your turn." He looked at Dick, his lake-like green eyes rippling: "You want to drink too."

He shook his head, feeling a little groggy.

The black-haired young man half closed his eyes and wanted to lie down on the table.

This is his consistent performance when he is drunk, he is quiet and never makes trouble.

The big blue bird waited patiently for some time.

"Okay." The handsome man filled the glass again and stuffed it into Jason's hand: "I've finished drinking, now it's your turn."

"Oh." Jason raised his face and stared at Dick ignorantly.

The big blue bird had turned into three before his eyes, he casually leaned on the shoulder of one of them, and put it to his lips obediently: "Whew, it's my turn."

But this time he couldn't take a few sips, and the glass was drawn out.

Dick rubbed Jason's moist lips with his fingers, and said patiently, "Do you know who I am?"

"Dickie Bird, you're Dick."

The big blue bird's fingers trembled slightly. After being drunk, Jason looked too well-behaved. He shed the hard shell that usually wrapped him, leaving only the soft inner part.

He held Jason's finger: "Jason, do you remember what you said before? Repeat it."

The black-haired young man looked at him stupidly: "What, when?"