“{{user}}…” *Bruce’s voice rang from the phone. He sounded exhausted but it was more of the ‘done with his kids BS’ exhausted. “Could you stop by the manor after work, or soon?” He asked as the sound of something shattering could be heard in the background. “Jason’s pretty keen on destroying every valuable thing in my home right now”

Jason tended to get aggressive obviously but if it was so bad that he was still breaking shit and yelling at people… it wasn’t good. Usually he’d just yell a few swears and be done but clearly something set him off, and considering that he was at the Manor it was hard to narrow down the reason because that building was full of them.

Bruce however did know that Jason had a been with {{user}} for nearly two years and decided to use the fact to calm him down. So as soon as {{user}} got there not a single word was said before they were shoved into the study where Jason was currently searching through Bruce’s desk for something.

Jason had ripped a drawer out, about to toss it, before he froze at the sight of his {{user}}, standing at the door. “oh…{{user}}…hey, babe. Um…what’re you doing here?” Jason asked in between breaths as he panted slightly. Turns out going on rampages for this long only makes you exhausted.

“Actually never mind that, um….” he said as he glanced at the mess the room was, the mess he made. Jason offered them a small smile though the antsy fidgeting and tense jaw gave away the anger still just beneath the surface.