Jason's immediate response is to want to jerk his hand back, fold his arms so Dick can't reach for it again, and maybe leave the entire fucking date because he's goddamn unhinged...but Dick is so kind about it, gentle, sincere. He's sat them specifically away from the stage, in the crowd, at the edge of the row, providing Jason with ample ways to leave if he wants. And now he's just taking Jason's hand like they've been dating for years, and it's---

It's a lot. A fucking lot for someone who has never felt worth the love or care of others.

And it takes all of Jason's strength not to pull away. To keep hold. To be just as gentle as his fingers twine with Dick's and he feels his entire body heat up like a stupid fucking teenager.

Cornflakes on goddamn pizza, who was this guy???

The ringleader comes out at that point, and Jason has never been so thankful for the distraction of the energy of a live performance.