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Jason had started growling at Clark.
He didn't do it on purpose! It was just that whenever he saw him in the manor or the cave, or even near Bruce, a low sound came from his throat, and Jason couldn't stop it.
It was embarrassing! It wasn't even that Clark had done anything to him!
He was kind to Jason, he always smiled like an idiot and never made sudden movements, to keep him from going crazy.
None of this mattered: Jason growled at him anyway, and he didn't know how to fucking stop.
It was Dick, of all people, who explained it to him.
"You know, it happened to me too," he admitted on a quiet morning. Bruce was on a mission in space, and Alfred was in England.
So Dick babysat him.
Jason suspected that Alfred had taken a week off in England to force them to spend time together as brothers. Until now, he was doing well.
Dick tried to behave like an older brother and was less of an idiot.
Jason, however, still didn't like him.
(Jason was a fucking liar.)
"What are you talking about?" he grunted, pouring some fruit juice into the glass. He was more nervous than usual, an itch under the skin that told him something was wrong and he had to intervene.
Too bad he had no idea what the problem was!
“Growling at Clark. I did it too. "
To his surprise, Jason nearly dropped the juice bottle. He stared wide-eyed at the older boy, "Who told you?!"
“When Clark came to get Bruce, I saw you. I'll grant you it, you're better than me at hiding it."
Jason blushed, feeling like an idiot, “This is stupid, I know. Clark is not a threat. "
"Go tell Lex Luthor."
"Not a threat to me," he corrected.
“He is always kind! Even when I insult him! How can such a person exist? Is he pretending? He's like look at me, I'm harmless and weak, not a weapon of mass destruction! "
Dick sipped his coffee, “Nah, that's just the way he is. Too bad that, even though I knew it, I couldn't hold back my instinct.Especially when I smelled him on Bruce. Man, it was embarrassing."
Urgh, too much information!
"But why?!"
“He is an alpha. "
"And?"
“And we are too. To be precise, we are the alpha children of an omega parent, " Dick replied.
"Instinct tells us to protect Bruce from a non-pack alpha, and mark territory."
"How did you do the first time we met?" he asked him, remembering the disaster.
Dick had been out of his mind and not even the combined scent of Alfred and Bruce had been enough to calm him down.
Dick scratched his head, embarrassed, “Yeah, sorry about that. Then you weren't part of the pack yet. "
Pack.
Jason's heart warmed every time he heard that word
For a long time, just mom was his pack. Better not think about Willis.
After mom died, he had been without a pack for years, a lonely puppy in Crime Alley.
Living without a herd was practically like dying.
(At times, he still wonders if it was all a dream. If he wakes up in his box in Crime Alley to find that nothing was true.)
"Anyway, you don't have to be ashamed of your instincts," the eldest said, too cheerful as if to lighten the atmosphere.
“It's proof that you now consider Bruce your parent. Well done! It took me years! "
"So, I'm not weird?"
“Nope, you are just a very protective pup. But Clark is good. He would never hurt Bruce, he loves him too much. "
What did he know? There was mind control. There were a lot of parallel universes. In one, maybe there was even a Dark Superman.
Bruce was only human. Superman could have killed him easily.
He growled.
Like hell he would have let him!
If he ever sees a hand from the alien next to B, Jason will cut it off with kryptonite.
Some galaxy away, Superman felt a cold shiver of fear.