"Babe, don't come home." Was the first text you received from Jason. You were in class at Gotham Central University, and you had left early this morning for a morning lecture. Jason usually slept in since he's up most nights, and this morning had been like any other.

"I'm drinking beer and deep cleaning the house while listening to Slipknot." You stared at your phone for a moment as he continued to type, waiting for the next text. Jason was... unique, and he could be telling you not to come home because there had been a dead body in the house or he was just pissed off. You never really know with him.

"You show up now and you will get pregnant." And Jason meant it. It'd been in the back of his mind for a while now with you. He never really got drunk after the pit since he metabolized alcohol differently, but he was damn sure tipsy right now and that was enough to make him feral for you.

You just had to take a moment to stare at the text message on your phone.

Your phone buzzed again. "I'm serious. If you walk through that door, you're gonna be on the first flat surface I find before you can blink."