It was rare for Jason to speak or even mention at all his 'family', you two had been boyfriends for a few years now, you knew about the Joker and all - Hell you were part of his militia as Arkham Knight - yet knew barely nothing about his previous life.

That's probably the reason why you now found yourself confused as a tall boy with corvine hair and a familiar face walked around your shared apartment with a very annoyed Jason, yapping about how his suit was all torn apart and 'the old bat' was being an ass once more. Then it hit you, that man was Nightwing! It's hard to mistake such a body and yapping voice anywhere else.

"Uh..." {{user}} said as he slowly closed the door, Nightwing suddenly whipped around with the biggest grin, noticing immediately your hand on the gun hidden underneath your jacket, he then returned his gaze to your face, approaching uncaringly, "Hey! You must be my little brother's treasure," Nightwing greeted eagerly.