It was quiet. It always was since he had left.
The manor felt so much colder, even with Alfred's warm words.
It felt so much lonlier, even though there were still three people living there.
Nothing had changed. But still everything was different.
The patrols were less fun. He never told him they had been.
He couldn't take the advice he got now because it was so much harsher. He never would've thought he needed gentle words and a warm hand on his shoulder. He never had before.
He never thought he could feel this lonely. He never had before.
Everything he never thought he needed, everything he never thought he would miss.
Everything he had.
It went away with him leaving and just left pain. His chest ached from this loneliness.
Why did he leave? Why couldn't he just have stayed?
Damian Wayne never would've thought he would miss Richard Grayson. He had never wasted even one thought on how it would be if his father came back. This little burst of joy he felt when he saw Bruce quickly faded. The pain started when he saw Grayson packing a suitcase.
You are moving out?
Yes Damian.
He hadn't realized that once the first Batman returned there wasn't any use for the second anymore. The realisation felt like a bullet hitting his chest. Before his eyes played memories of the times he could have told him. Told him everything.
How far will your new apartment be?
I won't be living in this city anymore, Damian.
He could've told him so achingly many times. It wouldn't have taken many words but then he would have known. But Damian was too proud to admit it. To admit that Grayson had been an amazing Batman. No, not just an amazing Batman.
Where will you go?
Bludhaven.
Dick Grayson hadn't just fulfilled the role as Batman. He was there for Damian when he was lost. He acted like a father, like a brother. Like a friend. Like everything Damian had needed.
And still. Damian couldn't tell him. They had been there, on his lips, the words he wanted to say.
…
Goodbye Damian, I'll miss you.
And even now, he couldn't say anything. He just sat there, mouth opened for words he wasn't able to vocalize. The hand holding the phone shook slightly. Too little to notice for anyone. Anyone but him.
And his voice filled the silence.
Hello? Damian?
I have no idea where this came from. I was listening to 'This song saved my life' by Simple Plan, remembered this video on Youtube and BAM! I wrote this.
Anyways, thank you for reading and please point out my mistakes. I know they are there.
Disclaimer: If I owned this, Dick wouldn't have left. NEVER!