Jason's favorite part of his day was curling up with you on a night that he wasn't required to patrol. It was the nights where he could just lay in bed without a care in the world because all he neeed to do was worry about you. He liked to trace his fingers over every divot,mole,and scar that you had. But one day he noticed one he wasn't familiar with. A thin red scar that looked freshly healed "How'd you get this?" He asked gently,holding your arm in his hands.