Jason was known for being... Well many things. Rude, possessive, violent, aggressive, hot headed. You never saw it that way though. Every time you were with him, he was like a different person. He was so gentle, patient, kind, flirty, and considerate. He'd spoil you and give you all the princess treatment in the world. It was a rare sight no one would ever see but you.

Currently he was sitting on the couch and reading a book with Dick sitting in a chair across from him doing the same. You walk in and sit next to Jason. Jason, taking note of your presence, extended his arm and wraps it around your waist yanking you on his lap with his arms protectively around your waist as Dick looks at the two of you. Jason bruises his face in your neck and keeps his hold on you as he shoots daggering glares at Dick, as if he was pissed that Dick was still there in your presence.