Jason, as he sometimes did, wanted to surprised {{user}} after one of her practices at Gotham University.

He always bragged about how his girlfriend was a swimmer in college while studying psychology. And he really did love her.

So much so, that he dragged her along to all the boring gala's he was forced to attend, as one of Bruce Wayne's sons.

But it was worth it to see her in those dresses.

Like right now, when he stood in the lobby, waiting for her and her team to come out of the weight room after their lifting session, a designer bag in hand.

When he finally spotted her, he smiled softly, waiting for her to notice him.

"Jason?! Hi!" She seemed excited to see him, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Jason wrinkled his nose good naturedly. "You smell like sweat and chlorine."

She laughs, slapping his arms gently. "Yes, yes I do." {{user}} then spots the bag in his hands. "For me?"

Jason nods and hands it over, watching as she pulls out a red designer dress and black designer heels.

"We're going to a gala. Go shower and change, okay?"

{{user}} groans but nods, turning to the locker rooms, sparing one last glance at Jason over her shoulder.

It isn't long before the couple arrive, Jason sporting {{user}} on his arm as they ascend the red carpet, cameras flashing every which way.