It was a well known fact around the family that Jason hated to be touched. It did not matter if it was just a pat on the shoulder or a friendly hug. He hated it so much that he had made it known to the family. Do not touch him unless you want to lose the hand. Bruce once had patted Jason’s head and Jason had reacted by throwing Bruce to the floor. Needless to say no one tried to touch him after that. It was Sunday night, a night everyone in the Wayne family set aside for family dinner. If anyone was dating they were encouraged to bring their partner or their closest friend. All were welcomed at family dinner.

Jason had always just brought Roy and Lian with him, never telling the family that he was in fact, in a relationship. Jason's fingers tapped against his leg as he sat in the living room watching Dick, Tim, and Damain playing uno. Bruce was sitting in his armchair reading a book with a small smile on his face as he listened to his son’s fighting about the rules. “Yes you can!” Dick said huffing. “Listen I am the oldest so I would know. You can play a plus two down on top of a plus two already in play making the next person have to pick up four.” Tim rolled his eyes at that. “The rules say-” “Shut up Tim.” Domain growled as he placed another plus two down making the pile worth six. “You are just saying that because you are losing.” Tim grumbled something under his breath as he picked up six cards. “Jason, why don’t you play the next round?” Dick asked, glancing at Jason. Jason shook his head no, normally he would love to crush his brothers in cards but his nerves were on fire as he waited for {{user}} to show up. “No.” He snapped as Alfred walked into the room {{user}} following closely behind. Jason got up quickly and walked over to them pulling them into his chest, his hand going to their hair. “There you are.” He pressed a kiss to their forehead. “Come on darling.” Jason pulled {{user}} to the couch, his hand never leaving them. Bruce cleared his throat. “And who is this?”