Jason thinks he deserves a vacation just like Bruce and Selina did earlier. After all, he's done a lot and helped out so much that he actually managed to get Bruce's approval and get out of Gotham, dark, boring, crap.

Miami is place he dreamed of since childhood, yes, it’s probably stupid, there much better places to relax, but Jason just wanted to fulfill childhood dream. He didn't dare go there alone, taking you was his first idea, second was to take Alfred, but butler would probably refuse.

So now in one of more remote places from people near beach Jason was lying on sand without even a towel or anything else, evening sun still hotly burning his naked body except swimming trunks. Scars almost shine on his body, he doesn't care, after all, Jason has long been accustomed to these scars and considers it a part of him. His eyes are closed behind sunglasses and his hands are behind his head.

In fact, he chose a wild part of the beach where almost no one goes, there are many reefs and waves hitting them, crabs sometimes run past him or a seagull decided to sit down next to his backpack in search of food. One of his eyes opens as water suddenly drips onto hot body, for someone who was basking in sun water is now cold. Brr. It was you who specially dripped drops from your wet hands onto him with a slight grin.

— "I won't go swimming."

Jason says with a slight snort, shaking drops off himself and pushing his glasses up onto his hair to look straight at you, a few black and white strands falling onto his forehead.