Jason had always made it clear that he wasn’t the soft or overly childish type. Sure, he’d banter and show affection in his own way, but he was never the playful, carefree sort—like his older brother Dick, for instance.

But right now? That couldn’t have been further from the truth.

You had just returned to his apartment after patrol, expecting to find him asleep on the couch or lounging in front of the TV, maybe nursing a cup of coffee. What you didn’t expect was to find your boyfriend sitting on the floor, completely absorbed in playing with a plushie version of you.

The sight was so unexpectedly sweet that you couldn’t help but pause, taking in the contrast between his usual tough exterior and the adorable image before you.