[This is playful, even if it's a bit weak. Niah's head gets ruffled for the nip. He goes back to petting the dog. Spoilt.]
Oh yeah. Got a bunch of those. That's, like, every memory for the most part. Why, you want something to make fun of me about? You don't need a memory to do that, I'm sure.
[Jason does love dogs. They are good animals! They do not judge him, and they love him no matter how shitty of a person he happens to be sometimes.
He looks at Joonghyuk without saying anything for a long moment, but perhaps like he wants to say something. He opens his mouth; it's probably to say something dry and awful, as usual.
But stardust appears, and Joonghyuk gets another memory of why Jason's life isn't stupid.]
[ Dogs are the answer! Damn, another memory? Joonghyuk watches again, silently, and it's a familiar worth even if he seems unimpressed by old money dressings. There are a lot of people here, though he's also used to a large band, but what is important is the atmosphere.
It's comfortable. It's Christmas. It's not stupid. They seem... Happy, or as happy as they can be. ]
... I'm envious.
[ Not of Jason's or Bruce's life. He understands a single happy memory does not speak to all they've gone through, but... Still. ]
[This memory abates a lot of the sour taste from the other one, and he's almost thankful for it. Despite being a little tsundere about the more personal things of what he had been feeling in that moment.]
Why?
[It is maybe something Jason mildly takes for granted. There have been times when things have happened, and he wished he hadn't, but even now, he still takes some of it for granted because it's hard for him to get the chip off his shoulder.]
[Stop giving him shitty memories, he has enough of those!!! Ooooooo! He’s going to mclose it.
There’s a stern frown on his face that doesn’t go away. He dislikes the feelings of this one because they are terribly familiar to him. He’s mad because he has to feel them in someone else, and he’s mad he has to be reminded of them in himself.
He just looks pointedly at Joonghyuk because he thinks he doesn’t have to say anything.]
[ No, he doesn’t have to say anything. This is really how communication works. Joonghyuk in comparison doesn’t look mad, only because he knows Jason won’t try to comfort him in ways that makes him feel pathetic.
Niah whines some more, though Joonghyuk is composed. ]
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Batman doesn't believe in texting and driving.
[THE DRIEST JOKE. The fact he can joke means he's alright now. Or better. He rubs his hand and thumb along Niah's nose and over the head.]
Nope. They're all horrible. I don't have a single good one.
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[ Niah closes his eyes as this happens to him, though once Jason’s hand stops the wolf gives him a playful and painless nip. ]
Stupid ones, then.
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[This is playful, even if it's a bit weak. Niah's head gets ruffled for the nip. He goes back to petting the dog. Spoilt.]
Oh yeah. Got a bunch of those. That's, like, every memory for the most part. Why, you want something to make fun of me about? You don't need a memory to do that, I'm sure.
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Your life isn't stupid.
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He looks at Joonghyuk without saying anything for a long moment, but perhaps like he wants to say something. He opens his mouth; it's probably to say something dry and awful, as usual.
But stardust appears, and Joonghyuk gets another memory of why Jason's life isn't stupid.]
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It's comfortable. It's Christmas. It's not stupid. They seem... Happy, or as happy as they can be. ]
... I'm envious.
[ Not of Jason's or Bruce's life. He understands a single happy memory does not speak to all they've gone through, but... Still. ]
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Why?
[It is maybe something Jason mildly takes for granted. There have been times when things have happened, and he wished he hadn't, but even now, he still takes some of it for granted because it's hard for him to get the chip off his shoulder.]
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The stardust waits for no one and rounds the same victims without care. With glints, another memory displays. ]
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There’s a stern frown on his face that doesn’t go away. He dislikes the feelings of this one because they are terribly familiar to him. He’s mad because he has to feel them in someone else, and he’s mad he has to be reminded of them in himself.
He just looks pointedly at Joonghyuk because he thinks he doesn’t have to say anything.]
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Niah whines some more, though Joonghyuk is composed. ]
I haven’t celebrated a holiday in a long time.
[ It’s a thought, some musing. Nothing much. ]
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He glances down at Niah when he whines. Reaching out, he gently strokes Niah's head back and between the ears, comforting.]
What holiday do you wish you could celebrate the most?
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Niah is reassured by the pets and stops whining. ]
Chuseok. [ Thinking. ] It’s similar to American Thanksgiving.
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[If it's strange that he pronounces this with a decent accent, don't think anything about it.]
What's it like? What do you all do?
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… Mia and I only had each other, so we frequented the National Folk Museum which held festivities for the holiday.
[ … ]
It would be different now… With more people. We’d need more food.
[ Found family. ]
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Nothing wrong with that. We could always clear out a grocery store ourselves.
[Found family.]
Sounds like you’re just going to have to stop being a slow ass old man and find a way to fix the world so you can have a holiday. […] Or visit Gotham.
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Is that supposed to be an invitation?
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Uh… No. [Looking away.] We’re just very good at Thanksgiving is all. Christmas.
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