"I like the way your hand fits in mine." Jason says softly, his head leaning on your shoulder as you both sit on your bunk bed.

You're a high-ranking militia soldier, one of Jason's most trusted. His right hand man.

From the moment you two met, he was weak for you and you two..just fit. He told you everything. Who he once was. What he went through. What the Joker did to him.

"It fits perfectly. How did i get someone as perfect as you.?" Jason says and squeezes your hand gently.