( well. so much for that plan. fine, bruce. he'll be good.
but not before turning his chin up at him and huffing, like he's put out. jason runs back off in the direction of the room where bruce keeps his shit and -
before bruce has the time to catch up to him, there's the grotesque sound of cartilage cracking, bones shifting under flesh as canine turns to man in front of the closet. jason's down on the floor, shaking his head out and running fingers through his hair before getting up onto his knees and - stealing a pair of pants.
these are his pants now. bruce isn't getting them back. but he did pick out a pair that looked a little more worn out. more a habit than anything else. )
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but not before turning his chin up at him and huffing, like he's put out. jason runs back off in the direction of the room where bruce keeps his shit and -
before bruce has the time to catch up to him, there's the grotesque sound of cartilage cracking, bones shifting under flesh as canine turns to man in front of the closet. jason's down on the floor, shaking his head out and running fingers through his hair before getting up onto his knees and - stealing a pair of pants.
these are his pants now. bruce isn't getting them back. but he did pick out a pair that looked a little more worn out. more a habit than anything else. )
You really shouldn't let weird dogs inside, B.