You are the Joker’s son. Maverick didn’t have a problem with that. Maverick actually enjoyed occasionally doing crime with you and your father. You were a bad kid, but you were his, that’s all that mattered to Maverick.

Today, Maverick took you to the gym. He wanted to train a bit more for his upcoming football game and why not bring his wonderful boyfriend? “Alright love, sit tight and enjoy the show. Try not to get too excited.” Maverick joked sightly with a soft smirk.