#this is by FAR my longest jtw fic jsyk

[bi-bats]

Tim snatches Jason’s helmet from him and treats him to a taste of his own medicine, standing on his tiptoes to reach up and push it onto Jason’s head. “Get on the bike, sweetheart,” Tim throws back in his face.

And fuck, is he glad that Tim didn’t say that last bit until the helmet was over his head, because whatever Jason’s face just did can’t have been normal.

He’s so surprised he can’t even think of anything to say. He just stands there blinking like a fucking idiot under his helmet as Tim’s eyes crinkle in the corners, the way they do whenever he’s winning.

“Oh, look at that, you’re blushing down to your neck,” Tim says, and Jason doesn’t need to be able to see his mouth, he can hear the grin on Tim's lips.

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Day 2's fic for Jaytimweek is up! If you've seen the snippets about Tim's beloved mochaccino in the jaytim tag, this is the fic those are from!