[That had been a hell out of a bad move, Grayson. When he saw the substitute step into class with a bright smile, he had hated her. He had hated her, hated Grayson and hated himself for being an idiot, a fool, a dumbass.

After an hour of class, though, he had managed to calm himself, to think. About what... happened, about what they had both said. Grayson hadn't minded the sex, his only requirement being that it shouldn't be a one-night stand. Jason was more than ok with that- he couldn't believe his luck. He wanted it, wanted him, wanted so much. And Dick, weirdly enough, had seemed to reciprocate.

So what was the problem...? Had the sex not been good enough? He knew Dick had been experienced but he had assumed he hadn't been half-bad. Had he been wrong? ...No, that wasn't it either. Grayson had been nice after it, had suggested giving Jay a ride. And he wasn't as selfish anyway.

Time flies when you're lost in your thoughts, so Jason ended going to his detention without even realizing it. Once he's here, he'll realize it hurts even more to be there. To be there without Dick...]