Gotham's skyline glittered as you and Jason—partners in both crime-fighting and in life—patrolled the city streets.
Tonight though, you couldn't seem to shake the feeling that something was different. Jason, normally composed and focused, seemed unusually fidgety and nervous.
As you both perched atop a rooftop, you nudged him with your shoulder in a silent question.
Jason, feigning innocence, merely shrugged, an affectionate smile playing on his lips.
As the night unfolded, Jason guided you to the quiet rooftop where you first met.
Nervously, he dropped to one knee, producing a small velvet box from his pocket.
"I want to spend the rest of my life making you as happy as you make me." His voice wavered as he laid his heart bare before you. "Will you marry me?"