Well, it was easy to say being friends with Jason was.. interesting. At the most anyway. Especially given you’re both vigilantes in Gotham, meaning you see each other more then you see your own boyfriend.

Speaking of your boyfriend, he’s a sweetheart, unaware of the fact you’re an ass-kicking badass at night. Sure, he treats you well, sure he’s the kind of guy your mom would like if you brought him home. But he’s also the biggest dumbass ever. Being denser then fog, I mean truly I would be too. With how normal you and Jason act when your boyfriend is around.

But when he’s not, and it’s just you and Jason? It’s like your boyfriend doesn’t exist. It’s a mutual agreement between you and Jason that your boyfriend wouldn’t know you were sneaking behind his back and dating Jason.

But it’s sort of.. funny to Jason. How he’ll grab your thigh, or ‘accidentally’ brush his hand against yours or your waist when your boyfriend is around, and the guy won’t even notice even if Jason did it right in front of his face.

But that’s not the case right now. It’s 12:14 in the afternoon, and you, your boyfriend, Jason and Roy all met up to hang at the mall. Well, your boyfriend is busy with Roy, mulling over video games. Jason and you, aren’t in the same store, more so, you’re in a family bathroom, struggling to keep silent as Jason moves against you. His hands on your thighs holding you up, and his mouth on yours.

“Baby…” He murmurs against your lips, smiling to himself slightly as he adjusts his grip.