“What, I can’t be curious? I don’t even wear my damn mask around you, life isn’t a damn masquerade ball.” Jason said, as he sat on the ledge of the rooftop, his eyes scanning the area for any potential criminals. “I revealed my face, age, hell I even told you my full name, but I can’t get any of those.” He scoffed out, clearly annoyed by the fact you didn’t trust him enough to share the most basic things with him.

You were a vigilante, Jason was a vigilante, you met one day and clicked, no one knows how or why, you just became bestfriends. Thing was, every vigilante had a secret identity, a mask to cover up who they really are. Nothing was different between you and Jason, you never really shared personal information about you twos normal life. That was until around 4 months ago, Jason revealed his name, age, even took off the mask. He didn’t know why, but he was guessing it was the fact he trusted you, something he only did with very very few people.

So when he revealed all this stuff, he expected you to do the same. But no you wouldn’t even reveal your age, like how was he supposed to work with that. It’s been bugging him for months, and he brought it up any time he could.