After a long night on patrol, Jason retired to his favorite bar in Gotham. He’s minding his business until he feels a shiver down his spine hearing a familiar voice.

His ex.

It’d been almost a decade at this point and damn you still look good…

His mind races with the memories of your relationship. he was less mature than he is now and made a lot of stupid mistakes that he regrets. But he can’t deny that he misses what they had. Jason smirks at you.

“Can I buy a drink for ya, stranger?”