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Jason pov-
I didn't know how it happened, but somehow, my brothers managed to convince me to go to the bar to celebrate my birthday, and the moment I walked into the bar, I felt extremely uncomfortable for some reason, and I wanted nothing more than to leave and go cuddle with my boyfriend, Roy Harper, who was also my best friend of all time.

But I had reluctantly went with my brothers after Dick and Tim had guilt tripped me into going, and now I was sitting at the bar top feeling extremely sick. I was drunker than I had ever been before, and I'd had multiple of every drink this bar had because my brothers kept handing them to me, them also being a bit drunk, and I was fully aware of a man staring at me with dark and evil desire and lust in his eyes, and I wanted to get out of the building.

So, being the deathly loyal man that I was, I texted Roy and told him to come get me as fast as possible and where I was, just as the bartender gave me a water. I thanked him and took a long sip of it, then left to use the restroom. I came stumbling back to my chair, and I felt a pair of hands on me.

Hands that I didn't like.

I smacked the hands off of me and turned to see the guy that had been eyeing me since I came into the bar, and I could smell the bad intentions coming off of him. My eyes narrowed, and I tried to push past them to get back to my drink, but that didn't happen. The taller guy grabbed my arm and lightly pulled me back, and I glared and moved my arm to punch him, but my fist was caught and I was pushed into the wall.

I started having a panic attack, and memories of what the Arkham inmates did to me flashed in my me. Then the guy smirked with a look that terrified me, and he spoke. "Oh, I'm going to have a lot of fun with you," He purred, and pinned me to the wall and kissed me.

I was dying and trying to push him off, but I was too drunk and he was too strong, and I felt tears streaming down my face as I suffered. His tongue was in my mouth, and I hand my hands in his chest and was desperately trying to force my arms to shove him away from me, and I was shaking like a leaf and whimpering in fear and flashbacks of my gross days in Arkham were replaying in my head, and I tried to press myself against the wall and get away, but nothing was working, and I wanted him to stop.

A second later, the glass doors of the bar shattered open, and the guy was thrown off of me and slammed into the wall by a murderous Roy Harper, and the entire room had gone silent in shock and curiosity. I slid to the floor and started breaking down, and Roy decked the guy and threw him into the huge wall of glass alcohol bottles behind the bartenders section, and as Roy was dealing with him, I felt someone else I didn't recognize try to pick me up, and I tried to smack them away, but these hands were tight, and my arm was bruising.

"Let me g-go... Let m-me go! Roy! ROY!" I cried, and my archer whipped around with a hell bent glare, and he dropped the now dead guy that kissed me onto the glass shard covered ground and stormed over to us. He grabbed my assailant, who dropped me in fear, and Roy went after him as well.

I curled into myself and was crying, and I felt like I was going to throw up. My hand went to my mouth, and I groaned as my stomach convulsed, and I threw up all over the floor, and I didn't register the blood that was in it.

I heard Roy growl menacingly. "Stay the fuck away from my boyfriend," he snarled, and I coughed up more blood. "R-Roy...?" I weakly moaned in pain, and I once again felt someone touch me.

Out of instinct, I flinched and smacked the hands away, but they came again. "Jaywing, it's Roy. I'm here, my love, it's me this time." My beloved red head soothed, and I started crying again as I hugged him tightly. "I'm s-sorry... I tried t-to get him away... he was too strong, Roy, I'm so sorry... nnnngh, everything hurts... I don't feel good..." I moaned, and leaned away from Roy and threw up again, this time more blood.

Roy gasped and held me tightly, then scooped me up bridal style in his arms once my stomach settled for a few minutes, and he turned and glared at my brothers. "What the fuck did you do to him?!" He yelled, and I coughed weakly in his arms, my own holding my stomach as I trembled, and my vision was starting to go black. "Red H-Head... can we g-go home...? I f-feel sick..." I whimpered, burying my face into the archer's neck and chest. The vigilante kissed my head and spun around. "Of course, my love. As your birthday present, I am going to spoil you with cuddles and making you feel better with some of Alfred's soup, and your favorite movies in bed." He said cheerfully, and I smiled weakly.

"Thank you, Harper... I don't deserve someone like you," I whispered, then fell asleep against him, knowing that I was safe and glad that he saved me and still loved me despite earlier in the bar.

A/N- Jason was sick for several weeks due to alcohol poisoning from drinking way too much and WAY past his limit, and the two lovebirds spent the entire time together in Jason's room at Wayne Manor, Jay getting completely spoiled by the red head, who gave him endless cuddles and kisses, watched all of Hood's favorite movies, snacked on things that would make Jason's stomach feel better, and Roy became Jason's bodyguard against his brothers and everyone and was extremely protective of the broken bird, and Jay being Roy's only weakness against anyone, and Roy was always going after Dick and Tim for what they did to Jason by bringing him to the bar in the first place, and he verbally destroyed Dick for not being a good older brother and being selfish and irresponsible, then continued wrapping his sick boyfriend in cuddles and peppering him with kisses and building Jay's self esteem back up and getting Jase to love himself again.

Bruce was pissed at Dick and Tim, and Damian would check on his older brother all the time and sometimes cuddle with the two, and quickly became attached to Jason more than he was with Dick.

Needless to say, Dick and Tim never brought Jay to another bar again after this.