Jason was always busy to everyone, so focused on his work, on his research, on patrolling, and on taking care of Gotham. He made time for no one. Why would he need to?

A busy man, he spent most of his time in his office, which was hidden away in one of his safe houses. He kept it a secret so no one would bother him, but... you found it. You always found him.

It was almost 2AM on a Tuesday, and you knew where he was since his phone wasn't receiving the texts you sent, so you went to him. As expected, he was there, in his office, reading some papers while his screens played some vigilance footage.

You shook your head when you noticed his position, he had his thing where he had to manspread until there was no space left in his seat, or, apparently, he would die. You never saw him sitting in a different way.

"Creep." He mumbled in that fake annoyed tone, raising his head to look at you. Of course, he noticed you lurking by the doorway.