Generations
Dick was crashing at Donna's place for the week, and currently they were both relaxing on her couch with a couple beers and watching television.
They were watching a cheesy romantic comedy when suddenly a thought popped into Dick's head.
"So, you think Bruce and Diana ever — you know?" Dick took a sip of his beer.
"Ew dude that's my mom!" Donna chuckled.
"I'm just asking! I mean they have been working together for years, and Bruce doesn't have much self control when it come to beautiful women."
"I really shouldn't tell you." Donna laughed as she took a sip of her own drink.
"Tell me what?" Dick looked over to see Donna smiling wickedly. "Oh my god— did they?"
"Diana might have told me something." Donna answered cryptically.
"No way!" Dick laughed. "When?"
"I really shouldn't be telling you this." Donna rubbed her eyes.
"Oh come on you can't dangle the carrot and then take it away!" Dick poked her shoulder.
Donna laughed. "What kind of saying is that?"
"Don't change the subject!" Dick prodded.
"Why are you so obsessed with this anyway? Are you trying to steal my Wonder mom?" Donna giggled.
Dick sighed. "I mean, Diana is probably the closest thing to a mother figure I have got." He explained. "Plus, Bruce is always so much less gloomy when she is around."
"Yeah. She always did know how to get him out of a funk." Donna admitted.
"So, was this recently? Their— incident?" Dick brought the conversation back.
"Is that what you call sex? Man you are such a baby." Donna laughed.
"Again. Changing subject. Don't." Dick admonished.
"Fine!" Donna sighed. "Diana only told me about this one time like five years ago. Sounded like it was a kind of 'thank god you're alive' type ordeal. And that's all I know."
"Huh." Dick thought.
"But if you ask me— and to be clear, if Diana asks. I said nothing— I have a suspicion that that was not the only time." Donna explained.
"Oh?" Dick looked intrigued.
"The sneaking off to Gotham for vague reasons, coming back in an unusually giddy mood? Diana isn't as slick as she thinks she is." Donna quirked an eyebrow.
Dick absorbed the information. "I ship it."
Donna snorted. "Of course you would, you're a hopeless romantic, Dick."
"So sue me. I think they would be a good couple." Dick leaned back on the couch.
"I don't actually disagree." Donna sighed. "But they are both too dense and proud to explain their feelings to one another. Let alone realize their feelings."
"Remember when we were kids and we would try and get them together?" Dick laughed.
"Diana got so mad when I invited her to dinner and it turned out it was just Bruce and her." Donna laughed along.
"Or when I made Diana the screensaver on the bat cave computer." Dick snorted.
"We even got Alfred to help us." Donna reminisced.
"Good times." Dick took another sip of his drink. "We should try setting them up again."
Donna smirked. "What are you doing right now?"