[British and American] Jason Wayne's Struggle

When Peter was in his sophomore year, Harry temporarily suspended his studies due to illness. According to tests, he was suffering from a genetic disease inherited from the Osborn family.

Jason felt very sad to see his junior, who was usually full of energy, now had to stay in bed. Moreover, Harry only stopped going to school temporarily, but he still had to deal with the affairs of the group.

After losing his father's protection, Harry had to rely on himself to face all kinds of people and things with bad intentions. He survived and successfully became the new chairman of the Osborne Group. He handled everything well, but he also shouldered too much.

Jason sat beside the bed and peeled an apple for him, then said, "I remember there is a medical cabin made with Kryptonian technology over there in the Watchtower. Give me a blood sample later and I'll take it over for analysis."

Harry was chewing his apple slowly and almost choked when he heard this.

"The Watchtower? The one from the Justice League? Do you have access to that place?"

Jason calmly took out a thick syringe from somewhere and said, "I have the basic authority of a member of the Justice League. Come on, start drawing blood."

Before his death, the old Batman not only restored his identity, but after half of the life in the world was wiped out, Jason learned from Wonder Woman that the old Batman also submitted an application for the Justice League's authority for him.

It turns out that when he was still Robin, Batman had already prepared for the second Robin to grow up and leave him, and had planned to recommend him to join the Justice League when he came of age, because Batman knew that he would not get along with the Teen Titans...

In fact, Bruce really thought a lot about him.

Harry looked at the needle, and couldn't even hold the apple steady. His voice was trembling and wavering: "Well... I can ask the nurse to draw it out. You don't have to do it yourself."

Jason: "What are you talking about? We have been friends for so many years, I must draw your blood myself."

Harry almost cried: "No, I'll ask the nurse to pump it, you just sit there and watch TV, really, Jason, please let me go, I haven't offended you recently."

However, a sick Harry could not stop a determined Jason. After struggling in vain, he lay on the bed, raised one arm to cover his eyes, and shed sad tears.

It was painful. Jason showed no mercy and his hands were bruised. At this time, young Harry did not understand the Batman's superhero code of conduct that "try not to delegate such an important matter as drawing blood to others". He was just reflecting deeply on whether he had really offended Jason unintentionally recently.

When he returned home, Jason once again received a letter from his long-lost friend.

The envelope was placed in the gap of his windowsill. Jason opened the hole and a thin piece of letter slipped out with familiar handwriting on it.

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Dear Friends:

I'm back from the bottom of the sea. During the days away from land, I have been missing you. Of course, from the perspective of a friend. Uh, you are still willing to consider me a friend, right?

After all, I haven't been promoted, but as friends, we get along well? I mean, I'm really happy when I'm friends with you.

I'm really sorry about the hasty ending of our relationship. I was not able to be by your side in time when you lost your family. It was my fault. I swear that such a thing will never happen again. I mean, as a friend, I will be here whenever you need me and I will never be absent again.

Also, I brought some special underwater products, including some seafood, which I wanted to give to Axel, but the little bear and the little cat were not at home. Did they move back to Wayne Manor? So I put all the gifts on the windowsill.

Hope you like it.

Also, I heard that you have a very cute boyfriend. I've seen him on the news, and he seems very lively. You know I have a lot of experience, right? So if you need a consultant, feel free to contact me!

YourJonathan

2019.5.2

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A relationship consultant... Jason's mouth twitched. He remembered that Dick had also told him that if he encountered any questions in his relationship, he could consult him, and Tim said that he could ask him for any information, including information about his current boyfriend.

What's up with these three exes? No, why do all three of his exes think they can be relationship counselors? Jason clearly felt that they were the type of people who wanted to beat him up when they broke up.

It’s not that Jason really beat them because of emotional problems. Even if they did, it was for other things, but that was the situation.

However, Jason was still surprised that Johnny would write such a serious letter to apologize. He looked at the familiar notes on the letter and suddenly remembered that the first time he had a good impression of Johnny was after receiving Johnny's letter.

Johnny was truly a very free and easy person, traveling around the world like a prodigal son, and he envied his freedom and elegance.

When Johnny finished his trip and returned to New York, he ran to Jason's building and called Jason's name under the sun. Jason was shocked.

Almost instantly, Jason understood why Johnny used to be such a playboy.

The fresh vitality, the eyes with bright smiles, and the feeling of being embraced by such a warm embrace are all unforgettable.

However, Jason was not deeply involved in this relationship. Now Johnny proposed to restore their relationship from ex-lovers to friends and to resume their friendship with him, and Jason also felt it was suitable.

After all, the way they get along when they are friends and when they are lovers is not much different, and not being lovers also relieves Jason of a lot of psychological burden.

So he simply packed a box of pork jerky, put a clean napkin between the lid of the box and the jerky, and wrote "Cheers to Friendship" on the napkin.

Then he opened a golden circle of light and threw the bottle of pork jerky in. There was a crisp bang sound at first, followed by someone screaming in pain.

Jason closed the golden light circle, nodded with satisfaction, and got up to start making dinner.

He likes to cook for himself. It’s not that he can’t bear to spend the money on takeout, but cooking by himself allows him to better control his nutritional intake. Jason also thinks it is a good way to relax. In addition to thinking about how to cook delicious food and imagining the wonderful moment when food comes into contact with his taste buds, his heart is already half satisfied before his stomach is satisfied.

Really, thinking about how to cook makes Jason feel more comfortable than thinking about how to scheme.

What he made tonight was shrimp pasta, roasted beans, roasted mushrooms, roasted cabbage and roasted chicken nuggets. He also fried a lotus root pancake that Kong Kenan sent from Shanghai.

Just then, Friday reminded him, "Jason, Callan said Peter is coming back."

"Hmm? Did he take care of that Manehattan octopus man?"

"Yes, he said he hoped you could bring dinner to the rooftop."

Jason stood up and said, "OK."

There is a small folding table at home. Usually when Jason is injured or sick and can't get up, Axel will put food, medicine, water, etc. on it and bring it to Jason's bed. In short, it can be used as a tray or a small coffee table.

Jason put the food on a plate, then placed it on the small table. He opened a space door and went to the top floor. After a while, a small spider landed on the roof. Jason sat on the railing, picked up a can of fruit beer from the small table and raised it.

"Welcome home, hero."

Peter took off his hood and walked over to Jason and kissed him.

The two of them sat there eating dinner, chatting about their daily lives and gossiping from time to time, which was a very normal way for a couple to get along.

As it grew dark, Peter gestured to Jason to stay where he was, then ran to the flat ground, took out a few small boxes of fireworks and lit them.

With a "zila" sound, flames spurted upwards and spread out at a height of about one meter.

Peter stood behind the fireworks and made a heart shape with his hands to Jason. Jason couldn't help laughing. The fireworks gradually faded away, and Peter took out the second firework and lit it on the ground.

He bought a lot of such small fireworks. When lit, the fireworks bloomed in different colors and shapes. Jason sat on the railing and watched quietly everything Peter did for him.

After the fireworks were lit, Jason took out a box of his favorite snack recently, dark chocolate strawberries, from the golden light circle and handed it to Peter to share with him.

While eating, Jason leaned his head on Peter's shoulder. Peter paused, put his arms around his waist, and rubbed it from time to time without any ambiguity.

Sometimes Jason felt that Peter was like a little animal and liked to express affection in this way of kissing and rubbing. It was a bit clingy but not annoying.

After a while, Jason sat up straight. "Okay, it's getting a little hot. I don't want to be roasted by you. Your body temperature is too high, just like a small stove. Remember to put the dishes in the dishwasher..."

As he spoke, he jumped off the railing and was about to go back to sleep, when a spider silk got entangled around his waist. The person who popped the spider silk pulled hard, and Jason spun around on the spot and fell into the arms of the young man, who pinched his waist and kissed him passionately.

Okay, Jason understood what Peter meant, and he couldn't fall asleep for a while.

In the New York night with lights just coming on and neon everywhere, on the top floor of an ordinary apartment building, Jason and Spider-Man kissed, then Spider-Man picked him up and nimbly jumped down the building, landing on the balcony where clothes were still hanging.

Peter now is the same age as Jason was when he first came to New York. He has everything a young man should have: impulsive, reckless, immature, and almost inexhaustible energy. Oh, and he still has enough strength to stop a large truck traveling at high speed, which means that dealing with him will make Jason's back ache.

But Peter was also very gentle. He knew he was very strong, so whether he was treating the furniture or hugging Jason, he would carefully control his strength, and Jason had never been hurt by him.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Jason exhaled deeply and lay lazily in the quilt, while Peter patted his back again and again.

"Jay, you're so skinny."

Clearly in his memory, Jason weighed nearly 180 pounds during his strongest period. At that time, he was with Bucky, and Bucky was also fed by Jason to be very strong. The two of them were strong together, and when they went out on the street together, even the most vicious robbers did not dare to rob them.

Now Jason looked thin, as if too much movement had consumed his vitality, leaving him with no extra energy to grow fat and muscle.

Jason felt very comfortable being patted. He didn't have much strength but felt at ease, so he simply turned around, leaned against Peter, and complained in a tone that sounded like a spoiled but a little willful.

"Peter, I want to sleep to some music."

Peter responded good-naturedly, "Well, what do you want to hear?"

"I don't know. Why don't you open a music app and play a collection of pure music? I've been having a headache lately."

Peter responded and tidied up his slightly long hair that was scattered on the pillow. He leaned over and rubbed his face against Jason's. His warm and clean skin carried his body temperature. Jason squinted his eyes and heard Peter humming a lullaby in his clear boyish voice.

This made him feel like he was being coaxed into a child, but the feeling was so good that he couldn't resist it at all, and in the end he could only fall asleep obediently.

Until Jason's breathing became even, Peter supported his forehead with one hand and looked at Jason's sleeping face. His eyesight was very good, and even without turning on the lights, he could see Jason's facial features clearly in the dark.

He also knew that Jason was beginning to let go of his reserve as an elder in front of him, and was willing to rely on him moderately in life and enjoy his care.

That's fine.

Peter ran his hand through Jason's hair.

I know how to take care of you because someone showed me the best way years ago, and... I will never be a replacement for anyone in your past, nor can I replace the time they spent with you, but the time I spend with you at this moment is also unique.

Such a quiet night and a soft and comfortable bed make people relax.

Until Karan's voice sounded

"Peter, there are lizard men on the Brooklyn Bridge."

"receive."

Peter immediately changed into his uniform and jumped out of the window. Jason opened his eyes only after his figure disappeared.

This Lizard Man case became the source of the riots in New York in May. Tony was still a nanny, but he did not let Peter deal with it alone. Instead, he asked Jarvis and Vision to provide Peter with dual support in terms of intelligence and combat power.

Even so, Peter was injured during the investigation, and Jason's face changed when he saw him running home with a deep scratch on his chest.

Hit-Man suppressed his anger as he disinfected and applied medicine to Peter, helped the child lie down, and then went out to work. His daily routine was to fight with others for fun. He had fought against bosses no matter how big they were, and the Lizard Man was not the most difficult boss he had ever faced.

Jason quickly found out the other party's background - Dr. Connors of the Osborn Group. And this doctor, whose temperament changed drastically due to the injection of genetic drugs, was planning to spread this drug throughout the city to increase his partners.

This scene was too familiar to Jason. He had been sprayed with fear gas and laughing gas many times for similar reasons!

He decisively told Peter: "I have to intervene in this matter, kid, let's cooperate to fight the enemy."

Peter was pleasantly surprised: "But you have other jobs..."

"Dr. Connors is Osborn's employee. Osborn is one of my supporters now. Once Connors does something big, do you think those people won't seize the opportunity to use it to attack me?"

Jason put on his gun belt, packed all his weapons, and set off with Peter in full force.

It's just fighting a lizard man. That guy definitely doesn't have as much combat experience as Killer Croc. He may have a higher IQ, but he won't be that difficult to deal with.

This was indeed the case. However, just as Jason and Peter joined forces to prevent a catastrophe that almost affected the entire New York, and then kicked Peter out to deal with the people outside and planned to leave first, a familiar voice came into his ears.

That was the sound of the Batplane flying across the sky.

Jason looked up and saw the familiar vehicle hovering above the Osborn Building, and Damian, wearing a trench coat and a Domino mask, jumped down from above.

He wasn't here as Batman, Jason realized that immediately.

Damian was holding a box in his hand. He walked to about 8 meters away from Jason and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"My mother had an accident."

Jason frowned slightly, "Talia? What happened to her?"

"Leviathan said that my mother was also one of the people who disappeared in that snap of fingers. After her death, the Assassin's League returned to the hands of my resurrected grandfather. Recently, my grandfather has started to have some bad ideas. He thinks that the Bat Family should be informed of this matter. So now I have to return to the Middle East to fulfill my responsibility as an Aug and take the Assassin's League into my hands."

Jason said that although he and Talia had broken up many years ago, he still felt sad after learning of her death, but at the same time, he was also puzzled.

"So? You came to me because you need my help? I can open a space gate and send you there right now."

Damian shook his head slightly: "It's one thing to ask you to teleport, and there's another thing. I have to take over the League of Assassins, Red Robin will not take over the cape, and Nightwing has to guard Bludhaven, so..."

He threw the box in front of Jason, and the lid opened automatically, revealing a black cloak.

"It's you who's in charge of Gotham now, Batman."