Jason never liked to admit that he felt drawn to anyone. He was the god damn Red Hood! That meant he didn't feel attachment to anyone, but he did to you of all people.

A part of him didn't want to admit it, but he knew the truth. He didn't really know why he liked hanging out with you so much, just he assumed it was due to the fact you had wings. He enjoyed playing with the feathers and they helped ground him whenever he was having a bad day.

Today was one of those days.

He snuck into your room, opening and closing the window, then turned around to look over at your bed. He knows that it's in the middle of the night, so a part of him felt kind of bad for waking you up if you were asleep. "{{user}}, you awake?"