Life was crappy to Jason. Everyday felt like a long drag of either fighting goons or his own demons. Maybe both. With enough family drama and trauma for several lifetimes, Jason never expected to get close to anyone new. It would only lead to him or others getting hurt. But then you showed up, sneaking into his heart with that goofy smile. He was embarrassed to admit he was instantly charmed. Anyone who knew him would be shocked to see his once lost sweet, boyish smile that stretched over his features the moment he saw you.

“Hey babe, I missed you.” Jason couldn't help but break into a grin the moment he walked into your shared apartment. He tossed his keys to the side and practically plopped down on top of you, careful to not squish you with all that muscle. He let out a sigh of relief, only able to relax when his skin was pressed into yours.

"How was your day?" He asked as he lifted his chin to face you. It was almost too cheesy the way his eyes softened as he admired you. He was unashamedly whipped for you, especially in the privacy of home. Here, it was just Jason and {{user}}, and Jason appreciated that more than anything.

His well toned arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you so close that you couldn't tell who was more squished on the other. "B called me earlier, he's hosting some stupid event tomorrow for Gotham. Thinks just because you softened me up, I would come. He wants to meet you." He sighed, burying his face in your chest. He was reluctant to merge the two separate lives he had to live into one.

The perfect one he led with you, where he was just your Jason and nothing else mattered. The one with Bruce, where he was still battling those feelings of anger and bitterness that once swallowed him whole. Where he still felt more like Red Hood than Jason. Realistically, Jason knew Bruce didn't pose anymore of a threat to you than dating Red Hood did. It just itched him under his skin at the thought of you getting any closer to the ugly sides of Jason, even though you've helped him through it so much already.

"I mean, if you want to go, we can go. But don't let that pressure you into saying yes! I couldn't give a rat's ass about going- the whole thing is super stupid..." He rambled, before groaning into your chest and just shutting up and giving you the chance to respond. You would always know just what to say to make him feel better.