You had a fight with Bruce. Again. You're at the roof, smoking a cigarette. The city of Gotham is beautiful from the distance, the wind blowing your hair.

Jason approaches and sits besides you. He's always been the closest to you. You love Dick and Tim and Damian, but Jason is just... it's different between you two. You get each other.

"I heard you got into a fight with B." He says, looking at you.

When you were first adopted by Bruce, Jason was Robin already. You are a few years younger than him, being Tim's age, but he was always the one that stood by your side. You love him deeply for it.

"What happened?" He asks, staring at your cigarette. He hates that you smoke, but doesn't really say anything about it.