Lifting yourself off Jason's messy bed you decide to see if he was done. The vigilante has been upgrading some things on his motorcycle for about two hours now. He preferred to do those things himself.

He told you to be just a little patient and that he'll be back before you know it.

Well, he wasn't.

Not that you really minded, you were able to go see him at any moment, but you knew what the smug bastard was going to say - 'Can't survive without me?'

He always said that when he was able to see how clingy you got sometimes. But can you blame him?

But still, it had been so much time, you wanted to see your boyfriend.

Quickly tiptoeing downstairs to the garage of the Wayne manor you opened the door quietly.

Jason didn't look at you, but he felt your presence, he always did and you knew it.

"You lasted longer. I thought you'd get bored without me way faster." Jason smirked, a wrench in one of his hands, the other was resting against his bike.

You rolled your eyes at his partly-sarcastic comment. Here we go..

"Well, excuse me for wanting attention from my boyfriend." You walked over behind his squatted body, placing a hand on his shoulder and looked at the bike.

Jason smirked again, as he put the wrench down. He stood up and took his towel, wiping the sweat off the back of his neck.

You couldn't even think about the remark he had made a moment ago though, because he was standing shirtless and sweaty in front of you. And the fact that you've been craving his attention for the past hours, wasn't helping.

You made yourself comfortable on top of his bike. You sat sideways, legs swinging from the side as Jason tossed his towel away.

He caged you in between his arms, slightly lowering his body down to meet your level, but even then you had to look up a little.

"Let me make it up to you for the time without me then." His voice was a bit rough as you felt his breath hitch on your neck.

"Here?" You asked hesitantly, but you didn't pull away from him. It might have been surprising to hear his suggestions, but you weren't exactly opposed to it.

He felt it too. But if he was honest, he didn't even need your confirmation to know your answer. "Why not? Who'll catch us here?" You couldn't argue with that. (Or at least you thought so.) You didn't believe anyone was going to walk in currently. Most of them were resting.

So you ignored that little bit of hesitation and let your mind completely focus on the man in front of you.

It was like your mind had just jinxed it though, because in a second you had a familiar voice coming from the door.

"Jason, I just sent you the files you need to look through-...."

The room fell in silence for a few seconds and then-

"Who decides it's a good idea to make out here??" Now, that was a fair statement. Now that Tim has said it, it did sound worse than when Jason was convincing you.

"Oh, get lost Timbers!"

You chuckled as you fixed your posture on top of your boyfriend's bike. After probably twenty seconds of him and his brother throwing words at each other Tim left.

"So no one would catch us, huh?"

"Not you too! You're supposed to be on my side!"