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This was a response to a grey hair prompt in the bludhaven group. Just a fun short. pre52 based
Going Going Going Gone!
Dick was laying on Barbara's lap, watching a movie with her before their thanksgiving meal at the manor. It was so nice to just relax with her, with her hands going through his hair rhythmically. Especially after the month they just had. Between being the referee between Damian and Tim, and trying to get Jason to stop killing (he swore it off for the holiday season in the end, but after New Years, who knew), he was exhausted. Then there was the Titans, and the League, and the usual problems around Gotham. And don't get him started on the brooding mass that ruled the cave he had to yank out into public every once in a while.
Oh yeah, he was stressed. Babs and a good Christmas movie, plus a day everyone agreed to get along, was exactly what the doctor ordered. Doctor Alfred also prescribed gingerbread cookies, pie, and a lot of R&R. Oh man this felt gooood.
He was almost dozing off to happy nap land when he felt a sharp tug on his scalp, snapping him awake. "OW!" Instantly he looked up to Barbara, glaring a bit. "What was that for?!"
"Hair caught on my ring," she stated evenly, trying to be apologetic. She rubbed where it came from gently to sooth the pain. "Sorry."
"Oh." Dick blinked in confusion for a moment, trying to remember what kind of rings she had on. She didn't usually wear any so there weren't a lot. He turned his head back towards the screen, ready to forget about it. "Okay."
He went back to the movie without a thought, enjoying the romantic comedy. Hallmark rocked. He was enjoying an awkward couple slowly falling in love. They were partway through a majorly romantic scene when another tug came from his head. "OW! Babs!"
"Sorry!" She rubbed his head again as an apology.
"You just ruined an amazing moment!" He pouted dramatically at her, showing his discontent.
"Sorry..." Barbara pouted back, knowing he was being a kid about it all. He always was more into movies than she was.
Still sour, he gave her an obvious ultimatum. "How about you take off your rings."
"How about you get off my lap?"
His pout turned into negative contemplation, twisting his lips sourly. In the end, the man looked back to the TV and decided not to complain.
No more than five minutes went by before another hair was pulled from his head. "Okay, that was entirely on purpose!" His sharp glare fixated on her face at last, demanding answers. "Why are you pulling out my hair?"
For a minute she just stared at him, debating something, then gave in, showing him what she pulled out. "For your dignity."
Dick just gaped up at her for a good minute before looking at the hair seriously. His eyes doubled in size when he saw it. A stark white strand of hair rested in her fingers. She was pulling out every white hair she found the entire movie? Finally everything clicked. "You're pulling grey hairs?"
"You've been really stressed out. And Nightwing can't be seen with white on his head you know. They'll confuse you with Jason." She shrugged, pointing out the obvious. "Besides, I'll keep it quiet. Pretty sure Damian would belittle you and Tim would use it as blackmail. Steph would tease too now that I think about it. And Bruce would offer to dye it. Can't have him killing your hair."
He watched her for a good few seconds before grinning teasingly. Oh how he loved this girl. "Should I switch sides so you get them all?"
Babs laughed, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I haven't finished this side yet."
END
A/N: we had a deal when we were little that if we found grey hairs on someone's head in the family, we had every right to pull it out. It ended if the person was over 50. I've been watching Hallmark movies and they're so good! SO this doubles as a holiday fic I guess. Hope you've liked!