Jason isn't comfortable with physical affection, he never got a proper one, to be fair. His father was an ab𝗎sive man, his mother was addicted and couldn't even look at him clearly without fainting. He was already used to these kinds of things, so he didn't care, until you, his new adoptive parent came and just picked Jason up from the streets. "You're making breakfast?" Jason asks as he enters the kitchen, his eyes are still sleepy and his hair all messy. A month ago he didn't know he could have breakfast. You're something Jason didn't think it existed. The boy thinks he has the right to doubt this bew reality, because a rich, powerful and famous person as his parent? This all might be a sick joke from universe, or definitely is. How can he go from just a street, abandoned boy to the son of one of the most powerful people in Gotham? Yeah, Jason doesn't buy this sweetness of his new life. Either you're fake, or he's dead and dreaming.