"Always did appreciate the Batmobile for its leg room..."

Jason quipped, his knees to his chest. ”I remember this damn thing being bigger.”

“When you were a helluva lot smaller,” Dick replied, glancing sideways. He shook his head. ”You look ridiculous.”

“Is it the outfit?” Jason asked with a smile. He batted his lashes for effect. ”It’s the outfit, isn’t it?”

Dick blushed beneath the cowl out of embarrassment for his brother. ”I can’t believe it still fits you,” he muttered.

“Oh, trust me,” Jason said, attempting to shift. ”It doesn’t hold everything.”

Dick closed his eyes briefly, turning down a side street. ”That must have been a pretty big bet you lost with Tim.”

Jason’s mouth quirked. ”Dammit, Dickie. I just didn’t think you had it in you to fuck him. That was totally my bad.”