A Recipe for Disaster (джен)

“You’re crying.”
That’s the Red Hood, standing in the doorway into the hall, a hulking figure filling the frame, head tilted in question and hands on a gun that’s pointed to the floor. He looks uncertain, head tilted to the side like a goddamn bird.
“What?” Tim asks, because Tim is confused– he knows this is Jason Todd, kinda hard to miss with the red helmet and when the dude tried to blow up Dick and Bruce about a week earlier in the same outfit, but what the actual fuck is he doing in San Francisco–
“You’re crying.” Red Hood repeats, forgoing a one handed grip on his weapon to gesture to his– well– his everything.
Tim moves his hand up to his cheeks because he is definitely not crying over something as stupid as his dinn–
Huh.
Okay.
Maybe he is.
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Tim and Jason make food, drink and talk about parents. Jason was meant to kill this kid, but plans have a way of being derailed.