[It's odd how time pasts without you realize it. Or maybe it's just birthdays making this rather apparent. He easily had access to Jason's files since he was a teacher. Of course he looked at it out of necessity for school.

However, baking a cake for a student. Well, that's normal for him since they're dating.

He sighs softly as he packs it up. Unlike Bruce, he had picked up on the cooking and baking skills Alfred had taught him. Although, he didn't have the finesse that Alfred apparently had as he stared at his hand. Bandaged nicely. Way to go Grayson, burning your hand like that.

And he's feeling ridiculously stupid about it. He's lucky that the school lets the teachers keep mini fridges in their own classrooms. How else would he explain a cake in the teacher's lounge. But that didn't make this any less flustering. He doesn't even know what's getting him so worked up, but he's pretty sure the students have noticed. Oops.]