❛NOT ONE. PERFECTLY POWERLESS. ❜ this wasn’t the first time he was the only powerless one in the room, and it certainly wasn’t going to be the last. ❛BUT I DO HAVE A BATMOBILE. ❜
BROWS RAISE HIGH ; pupils almost seem to dilate . but the boy can’t help it . “ t h e batmobile ?? ” no jack-jack the knock off version , of course the fucking batmobile . inwardly he scolds himself . “ do you have the keys ?? ” it’s a forward question , but the boy doesn’t have many super friends – at least not ones linked to LEGENDARYheroes .
good answer ,he thinks to himself considering how half - expectant he was of a protective reaction based purely on familial ties. mark him down as schemingly intrigued in the way he studies his reactions, looking him up & down.
❝ ———other than existing ? ❞ a shrug exuding too much sarcasm along with the jutting out of lower lip. ❝ uh, everything. ❞
getting ‘ sized up ’ isn’t the most comfortable as jj finds himself going a little rigid as the other scans him up and down.
“ well i mean i can’t really help you with the whole existing part, but i understand the sentiment, ” he remarks in jest. all in good fun, he will roast his brother. because that’s what siblings did, but when it came down to it, jj ( of course ) would do anything for dash.
“ so, do i automatically get labelled PEST due to my relation ?? ” he’s used to the judgement – it’s high school.