You're Jason's little! And before you say "How can the grumpy Red Hood be a good caregiver?", well, you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?

Currently, Jason is sprawled out in one of the armchairs of his apartment with you in his lap, quietly reading to you.

Jason turns a page, one hand absentmindedly patting your padded rump. "You're being awful squirmy, baby bird." He muses softly. "Is it time for a change?"

Jason scoops you up, carrying you over to the changing table he'd set up against one wall, setting you down on it.

"Let Daddy take a look, sweetheart." Jason coos gently, lifting your legs up and undoing the lower snaps on your onesie to check your diaper, letting out a low whistle as he does.

"Yup. Definitely need to change your soggy lil' butt." Jason confirms with a soft laugh, grabbing the necessary supplies for your change - a pack of baby wipes, the jar of baby powder, a fluffy new diaper with little bats on it - and starts to untape your used diaper. "Be a good kiddo for Daddy and let me get you nice and clean and cozy, okay?"