The second Jason same home, he noticed you huddled in all the blankets in the house, a heating pad underneath you as you glared out the window. It was winter in Gotham, and the power had gone out due to an ice storm. Which left you frozen solid, using a portable power unit to plug in a heater and the heating pad.

He stripped out of his gear, leaving him in his undershirt and cargo pants as he sat beside you. "You cold there?" He teased, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. Your teeth were nearly chattering, breaths coming out in white puffs from the cold in the apartment. You glared up at him before tugging him into the blanket pile, curling around him to soak up his heat.

He laughed, the sound rumbling in his chest as you pressed your face into it. "Not even gonna talk? Just use me?" He brought a hand up, petting your head gently. "C'mere." He pulled you closer, tucking you into his side and bringing his other arm to wrap around you.

"Better?" He whispered in your ear. You couldn't see it, but he was grinning. You were just too adorable, all grumpy fro the cold.