You and Jason were practically joined at the hip—it was rare to see one without the other. You had become bestfriends after he saved your life a few, seven, times.

So here you were, sat together on a couch in one of the many living rooms in Wayne Manor, watching a film. It was a regular occurrence, nothing new.

You glance over to Jason, who looks as if he’s in thought and he clears his throat. “Friends kiss right?” What?