theflyinggrayson:

intheredhood:

theflyinggrayson:

-Dick laughs in earnest, realizing the theatrics of their situation for the first time.- Sure, I have all the attributes of a barber except for the knowing how to cut hair part.

Sounds busy. I just got back out onto the streets myself.

Pff, so you’ve got the perky personality and great ass. You’d probably get hired at Super Cuts, I’ll give you that. 

-His eyebrows furrow at the last part, something ambiguous about it that Jason didn’t like.- Just recently? Something happen, Dickie?

-Dick chuckles, snipping tediously at the overgrown locks of hair and answering in a reserved voice.- Just a careless mistake. Things are alright now.

Have you seen Tim yet?

Don’t think you can get out of answering me, Dick. What happened?

-Jason blows some of the hair that has landed close to his mouth away, trying to ignore the strands still on his shoulders and neck- I saw him for a little bit, small talk and some macking, but nothing else really. Why?

thesnarkiestwonder:

intheredhood:

thesnarkiestwonder:

-sneer- Why? Why bother when you are only doing it out of pity?

Just stop it, Todd. I am in no mood to play any more word games. For once, I will admit that I am tired.

I get that I stepped a line. So stop fucking fighting it and understand what I’m trying to say so I don’t have to repeat it. 

-clears his throat- 

Fine.

Speak, Todd.

Let us get this over with so I may leave.

I’m fucking sorry, ok? 

I won’t talk about your mom if it gets your panties in a bunch. But really. Say something to me and not Dick. He’s got nothing to do with this, so hate me. Honestly I’m surprised you didn’t already, but leave him and Tim out of it.

thesnarkiestwonder:

intheredhood:

thesnarkiestwonder:

Once again, Todd.

Go to hell. I am not interested in speaking with you or Grayson. 

You obviously don’t know how this works. Take a fucking seat. 

I’m trying to fucking apologize. 

-sneer- Why? Why bother when you are only doing it out of pity?

Just stop it, Todd. I am in no mood to play any more word games. For once, I will admit that I am tired.

I get that I stepped a line. So stop fucking fighting it and understand what I’m trying to say so I don’t have to repeat it. 

-clears his throat- 

theflyinggrayson:

intheredhood:

theflyinggrayson:

‘Nah. -He combs a hand through Jason’s hair before making the first, hesitant snip.- … Maybe.

-He chuckled, working slowly on the longer ends of the man’s hair.- So, it’s be a couple weeks. What’s new?

Gonna act like a hairstylist now, too, Dick?

-Jason lets out a small laugh but tries to stay still as the hair falls down to the floor.-  I’ve been keeping busy out on the streets, busted a drug lord yesterday. I need to clean up my trail before I move on though. Still sticking to your streets?

-Dick laughs in earnest, realizing the theatrics of their situation for the first time.- Sure, I have all the attributes of a barber except for the knowing how to cut hair part.

Sounds busy. I just got back out onto the streets myself.

Pff, so you’ve got the perky personality and great ass. You’d probably get hired at Super Cuts, I’ll give you that. 

-His eyebrows furrow at the last part, something ambiguous about it that Jason didn’t like.- Just recently? Something happen, Dickie?

thesnarkiestwonder:

intheredhood:

thesnarkiestwonder:

intheredhood replied to your post: …

… So you have mother issues, too.

Leave. Begone you foul cretin.

Look. I didn’t think it would actually make you fucking upset. 

And that’s some straight up passive aggressiveness if you’re going to be upset at Dick for it. Yell at me if you’re upset, kid.

Once again, Todd.

Go to hell. I am not interested in speaking with you or Grayson. 

You obviously don’t know how this works. Take a fucking seat. 

I’m trying to fucking apologize. 

thesnarkiestwonder:

intheredhood replied to your post: …

… So you have mother issues, too.

Leave. Begone you foul cretin.

Look. I didn’t think it would actually make you fucking upset. 

And that’s some straight up passive aggressiveness if you’re going to be upset at Dick for it. Yell at me if you’re upset, kid.

theflyinggrayson:

intheredhood:

theflyinggrayson:

-Grins, pulling up a chair- Alright. Sit.

-He disappears, returning shortly with a pair of scissors and a towel, which he throws messily around Jason’s shoulders. His whistling cuts off as he speaks.- I’ve never done this before. Just a warning.

Should I get ready for the worst hair cut of my life?

-He snickers, turning to look over his shoulder at Dick, briefly wondering if he should just spend the ten bucks to get it professionally done. Jason turns back around and hunches over in the chair to get comfortable- 

‘Nah. -He combs a hand through Jason’s hair before making the first, hesitant snip.- … Maybe.

-He chuckled, working slowly on the longer ends of the man’s hair.- So, it’s be a couple weeks. What’s new?

Gonna act like a hairstylist now, too, Dick?

-Jason lets out a small laugh but tries to stay still as the hair falls down to the floor.-  I’ve been keeping busy out on the streets, busted a drug lord yesterday. I need to clean up my trail before I move on though. Still sticking to your streets?

theflyinggrayson:

intheredhood:

theflyinggrayson:

I can try cutting it, if you want. -Smiles stubbornly- Also, pick a new pet name.

I don’t know if I should trust you with scissors, but sure. Hack at it. 

-frowns a little- Why should I? I kinda like it.

-Grins, pulling up a chair- Alright. Sit.

-He disappears, returning shortly with a pair of scissors and a towel, which he throws messily around Jason’s shoulders. His whistling cuts off as he speaks.- I’ve never done this before. Just a warning.

Should I get ready for the worst hair cut of my life?

-He snickers, turning to look over his shoulder at Dick, briefly wondering if he should just spend the ten bucks to get it professionally done. Jason turns back around and hunches over in the chair to get comfortable-