Life is already pretty god damn stressful.

But it’s even worse when you’re a vigilante. Or Jason.

You’d both been working your asses off on Outlaws missions, on top of the usual crime fighting. And add THAT on top of civilian life. Yeah, you needed a break. Both of you.

So one night, when you just couldn’t sleep, and Jason had texted you stating he couldn’t either, you’d suggested going on a night ride on your bikes. Safe to say, Jason was outside of your apartment in a solid 5 minutes.

And now here you were, cruising down an empty highway totally breaking a few speeding laws. Flying under the stars, the cold wind hitting the bit of skin on your neck that your jacket couldn’t cover, with your best friend riding on his own motorcycle next to you, and with no set destination? Just riding out the stress on an adrenaline high not fueled by a fight? Oh yeah. This is what you needed.

“We should do this more often.” Hearing Jason’s voice in your earpiece causes you to look over at him. The two of you totally abusing the private com-link channels Oracle had set up, just so you two could chat while you rode. “Like seriously. I didn’t think you had enough brain to come up with an idea this good.”