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Time: 5:45am

Location: Downtown Gotham

You yawned, leaning your head down on Jason's shoulder as he maneuvered through Downtown.

Shortly after your conversation with Dick, you both left the manor, tired and exhausted. With the situation still looming over your heads, you didn't bother to talk, sitting in pure tranquillity.

Jason already knew what went down between you and your father, but, you never got to ask him what he thought of the situation. Almost as if he knew what you were thinking, he spoke up, tilting his head to give you a side glance,

"So, how'd it go?"

You smiled softly, watching his black hair flutter in the wind. You already warned him once about not wearing his helmet but, it seemed he would never listen. Shaking your head, you faced forward,

"Decent. We had a rough start when he started telling me that I was a test subject for feline meta-genes...but we made it through", you mused with ease, "I think I'll be fine, I just need time to accept everything, you know?"

He nodded, giving you another glance. It seemed he was listening, just not trying to interrupt you,

"But, besides that, I have another thing to take in. I want to confront my mother. I know there's more to this that only she knows", his hand slid down to grab one of yours, which happened to be wrapped around his torso. He intertwined your fingers, bringing your hand up to press a kiss on your knuckles,

"After talking to Bruce, its safe to say you'll be alright taking more news from her. Especially after all you've been through. Just, promise me you'll take it slow, ok? Talk to her when you think you're ready", you begrudgingly nodded at him, resisting the urge to roll your eyes. It was understood that he worried about you a lot, but you could handle this,

"I know I know", he caught the slight irritation in your eyes, a half-smirk making its way onto his lips. It amused him when you got irritated or angry. You looked cute,

"It's for your own good"

"Yes sir", he chuckled lowly, humming in delight,

"Hm say it again. I like it when you call me sir", he purred, voice dropping an octave as it grew husky. Sinister thoughts crossed your mind before you blinked them away, playfully smacking his back,

"You're so feisty", he chuckled, eyes settling back onto the road. You bit your lip in contemplation. For some reason, you couldn't stop thinking about what he thought about you now. Knowing your identity and all. What if he didn't like who you were anymore?

"So, after what I told you, how do you feel about me?", you paused, craning your head over to look at him,

You understood that he wasn't trying to interrupt you as you vented, but with his lack of input, his silence was bothering you. It wasn't like him to be this quiet. You could see his face well, he kept a blank expression, looking ahead. You couldn't tell what he was thinking or feeling. Just as you opened your mouth to speak, He turned, arching a dark brow at you in concern. It's not that he hadn't been listening but, Jason didn't really understand what you were worried about,

"How do I feel about you being a meta-human?"

you nodded, anxious to hear his reply. His words came out pretty straight-forward, putting you on edge. The fact that you couldn't decipher his expression only did more to boost your worry,

"It doesn't matter to me. It also wouldn't matter if you were pink, purple, blue, or anything else. I care about you, because of who you are, (y/n). Just because I learned something that I didn't know about you before, doesn't change my feelings. I still love you.", he stopped the motorcycle, finding himself in front of your apartment. You unwrapped your arms, turning to fully face him as he continued,