The rain poured down heavily as Jason swung through the Gotham streets, finishing his nightly patrol.

His mind wandered to you, as it often did. He thought about how you had told him your period had started that day, and how uncomfortable you likely felt.

Jason wasn't quite sure how to handle the situation; his past relationships hadn't lasted long enough for him to gain much experience. But you meant the world to him, and the last thing he wanted was for you to be uncomfortable.

Climbing through your window, Jason was greeted by the cozy sight of you curled up on the couch, remote in hand. "Hey babe," his smile was slightly shy. From behind his back he produced a grocery bag.

"I, uh, wasn't sure what helps with cramps so I got a little of everything." Jason set the bag on the coffee table and began unloading its contents: a large chocolate bar, bag of chips, bottle of ibuprofen, hot water bottle and - his secret weapon - the entire collection of Star Wars movies.

"I know movies are your go-to when you're not feeling great," Jason said, rubbing the back of his neck shyly.

God, he hoped he'd gotten this right..