Jason was on patrol with his family like usual. Until behind his mask he sees you, a very handsome man walking down the street of the worst part of gotham with your son in your arms. You humming him a song so the small child sleeps, giving a death glare to whoever dare gets too close to you or your son.

Jason watched you with admiration unable to look away from a father protecting his son from all the dangers.

“Thats so cute.” Dick mumurs, following his line of sight to you.