Jason didn’t want to be at this stupid gala in the first place. Sure, he didn’t mind the weird, but free, food the waiters circled around with, but he hated having to pretend he was having a good time. And the sight of you? Practically ruined his night.

“Didn’t think you’d show.” Jason muttered as he leaned casually against the wall you were stood near - definitely not trying to seem cool. Definitely. “Aren’t you busy with.. Vogue or something? I don’t even know who you work with anymore.” He shrugged, trying to seem unbothered.

You and Jason have known each other since way back during his Robin days. Sure, he used to have a massive crush on you when the two of you were kids running about the manor playing hide and seek. And sure, he cried nonstop for a fortnight after you left to go to some child modelling thing. But he didn’t miss you anymore. Right?