Autumn nights in Gotham are bleak and slow, but they give Jason an excuse to hold you more. He’s cuddled up to you underneath the throw blanket on the sofa, a show you two were binge watching together droned on in the background.

It’s bliss. Jason rubs your back and scowls when he feels how cold your fingers are on his skin, “Jesus, you’re freezing,” he mutters while pulling you firmer against his chest, “what is wrong with you?” He means it in the most affectionate way. Jason kisses the top of your head after he speaks to make sure you know he’s not trying to be harsh — he’s way too used to being rough and angry.

For you, he’ll be gentle — or at least as gentle as Jason Todd can be.