Oh man ur alfred+jason hc fucking kills me LIKE YES PLS ALFRED TEACHING JASON TO COOK BC JASON ASKED HIM (bc maybe if he's not good enough bruce is gonna kick him out and he can at least learn smth from alfred if he needs to go back to the streets)
“I can cook a little.”
“I’m sure, sir.”
“I just don’t know how to do all the…all the fancy stuff, y'know?”
“Potatoes are not very hard, once you get used to them.”
“Yeah, I just got stuff from a box. I’ve never peeled–hold on.”
“Please do not cut off your thumb, sir.”
“I’ll be all right, Alf.”
“Even so, I would prefer not to have to explain to Master Bruce that his child put in my custody has lost a thumb.”
“They call me 9-Fingered Giuseppe.”
Alfred shoots him a look, but cannot hide a smile when Jason snorts.
Moments pass while they peel, the only sounds from the kitchen being the plunk of potato skin in the sink.
“…Does he really–y'know…” Jason lowers his eyes. His eyelashes are dark against his skin. “Never mind,” he mutters, heat dusting his cheeks.
Alfred looks down at the messy head. “Yes,” he replies after a moment.
He does see you as his son, goes unsaid.
Jason smiles slightly, then yelps. “Ouch!”
“I warned you, Master Jason. Put it under the water and then put your hand above your head.”
Jason groans but follows instructions, holding his bleeding thumb above his head. Alfred goes to get a medkit and returns. There is a slight argument over hydrogen peroxide, but Jason’s thumb is bandaged soon enough.
“Can I still help?”
“MAY I still help? I can peel with my other hand.”
“I could use the help with Thanksgiving this year. You may take the time to practice.”
“Thanksgiving? As in Thanksgiving Thanksgiving?”
“That would be the one, sir.”
“With a proper turkey and everything?”
“Yes, Master Jason.”
“That’s nuts! Just like TV! And I get to help?”
“This is crazy! I’ve never even–yowch!”
“Perhaps now would be a good time to take a break, sir.”
inspired by you ^.^