“I can’t believe you forgot,” Jason retorted, following Tim through the store.
“I didn’t forget, I just lost track of time,” Tim protested. He picked up a fancy toiletry set. Tim studied it before shaking his head and putting it back.
“Sure, and I’m Santa Claus.” Jason chuckled. Tim glared at him, elbowing Jason in the stomach. Jason attempted to stop his laughter. “Okay, but why do you need me here?”
“Because I don’t know what to get (Y/N). They’ve had my present for weeks,” Tim explained, throwing his arms in the air. “I’ll be the worst boyfriend ever if I don’t find something.”
Jason snorted. “I think the fact you put off Christmas shopping until now makes you the worst boyfriend ever.” He picked up a piece of lingerie, holding it up to eye level. “Why did you bring me with you again?”
Tim blushed at the sight of the lingerie. “Because Dick would blab to (Y/N), Bruce is useless in this area, Alfred’s too busy, and Damian is not even an option.” He snatched the lingerie out of Jason’s hand. “Would you quit waving that around?”
“Why Timbo? You’re positively blushing.” Jason smirked evilly.
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