Elopement is more Romantic
A little scene I might expand on. Context: Dead on Main is engaged, neither Danny nor Jason has the best relationship with their families.
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"I think we should elope."
"What?!"
Of all the things Jason might have expected Danny say to in response to "Who should seat next to who during our ceremony" it was not this.
Jason stare back at him in blank shock, but Danny continued.
"We should elope. Just you, me, Jazz and whoever you want to be your witness."
Jason could tell he was entirely serious. What he couldn't figure out was why.
"What about having the ceremony? The reception? We've already started planning?" Jason asked, not accusatory simply confused.
"Yes," Danny agreed. "And your already stressed out of your mind trying to arrange power-proof venues and planning managing your guests and making sure nothing goes wrong. We haven't booked anything yet so it's not-"
"But that's just how its supposed be, isn't it?" Jason butt-in, starting to feel anxious. Did Danny not want a wedding?
"Jase, your wedding shouldn't have to be about you worrying that the wrong guest will say the wrong thing to the wrong person or that someone will get drunk and damage the venue. It shouldn't have to be about you catering to people who you can barely tolerate for the sake of appearances. It should be about you," he paused to take Jason's hand, "about us, being happy to officially spend the rest of our lives together."
Jason felt the knot in his chest loosen. He didn't realized Danny had noticed.
When Jason Todd, the Red Hood, the second Robin, announce he getting married the caped community assumed they'd be involved. People he hadn't talked to in years started asking about the ceremony. Titans he remembered barely tolerating him asking about if he'd chosen Dick as his best man or if B would walk him down the aisle. He had capes requesting not to be seated near exes and informing him of dietary needs. As if it was a given he'd be inviting them all by virtue of them knowing the rest of the Bats.
Oh and don't get him started on the Bats. The first time Bruce had called him since slitting his throat was to ask if his fiancé knew about his identity. Alfred had sent him a gift basket with wedding pamphlets and questions for when he should book fittings. Babs had asked for a wedding registry. As if they cared what gift to get him, when they barely even cared to checked on him when he was recovering.
Danny had been the one holding his hand through nightmares and doctor's appointments. Danny, who loved him enough to propose. Who recognized when he was stressed over planning a wedding for people who barely cared. Who suggested they elope.
He leaned forward resting his forehead on his fiancé's.
"What about your family?"
Danny grimaced slightly, but continued to speak strongly and reassuringly, "You know I'm not in the best place with my parents, yeah? Jazz is all the family I need. And soon you will be too."
Jason felt himself flush, pulling Danny into a hug to hid his red face.
"People are expecting a wedding."
"I am not getting married for them. I am getting married for us."
Danny pulled back, taking Jason's face into his hands. "I just want you to be happy Jase. It's okay if you want them there. If you want a big wedding with all the bells and whistles, we can do that. But I don't need all that. I just need you."
He looked Jason straight eyes. His gaze was steady and unwavering. No matter how hard he looked Jason could not find a hint of doubt in those eyes.
Jason inhaled sharply.
"How about next weekend at East Municipal Courthouse?"
"Sounds perfect," Danny smiled, leaning in to kiss him.
