You and Jason were sitting at a bar, drinks in hand as you talked trash about Batman.

This was a usual meet up between the two of you. You’d known eachother ever since before his death and you’d grown close.

You’d been there for him for both the highs and the lows, and vice versa.

“Hey” he suddenly spoke up. “Want a taste?” he said, gesturing over to his beer.

You shrugged and accepted.

He then took a long sip of his beer before suddenly leaning in to kiss you.

“Does it taste good?” he said with a smirk.