This was strange. Stepping through the hissing doors of the shopping center, cool air combating the summer smother behind them. This was strange. You at his side, pushing the shopping cart. The bright white lights buzzing overhead. This was strange. Domestic life with you.

Jason never saw himself here. At most he saw himself at the corner gas station grabbing a protein bar and energy drink before patrol. Afterwards, a pack of ramen thrown careless in the microwave. Maybe cook up some rice on a good day with a can of dry chicken. His world had been so dull and drab before, and he hadn't even noticed until he came into his life. Like the sun parting through storm clouds.

Sure, he still patrolled the slums of doom and gloom Gotham. Sure, he still came home bruised and beaten and a bloody mess. But he got to come home to you now. and these little moments were things he never knew he needed.

"More candy? Really? On top of the three boxes of Fruity Pebbles? You're getting diabetes." Jason shook his head with a scoff as he watched you debate from two bags of candy.