It's been a year or two since Jason had ditched the Arkham Knight situation, now going by the Red Hood, having been his girlfriend before he had died, it took him around the same amount of time to end up marrying you, you had been the one to propose, Jason was never the type for marriage, but with you? He could absolutely handle it, he was still fragile mentally, morally grey, but on early mornings in your shared apartment when you wake up to see him next to you all you can see is your husband, the love of your life, he's already awake, his blue eyes still tired as they take you in, he's shirtless, only in his boxers beneath the blankets you share.

"Morning." He grumbles lightly, he hadn't slept much, but it was better than it was when he was alone, he'd do anything for you, especially if it meant being seen as Jason and not the ex-Robin. "How'd you sleep, sweetheart?"