This is shit omg sorry
For a moment, Selina would've thought that it was Bruce. The voice sounded younger yet it still was intimidating. Slowly she turned around, it was Nightwing: Dick Grayson.
"I said, hello Selina." She could tell he was angry, maybe at her.
"Hi... Dick." Selina spoke awkwardly,"What are you doing here?"
"I saw you walking over here alone so I thought I would investigate." He spoke in a suspicious tone which Selina didn't like at all.
"Listen, I can explain ... I'm sorry but I needed a break it gets TOO MUCH! I'll be gone for only three weeks I promise. I just need to," Selina stopped talking for a moment then continued," I just need to clear my head."
After a few minutes Selina grabbed her suitcase and began to walk out he door she stopped and turned," look after him."
DICK'S POV:
**AN~ This goes from first person to second person a bit idk just go with the flow
"I CANT BELIEVE HER! How can she just walk out of Bruce's life like that? 'Look after him.' BRUCE ISNT A PET! I'm so upset, I mean I love bruce as if he is my father as if I came from his genes. Hell, he IS my father after so much we've been through, and seeing my father in this state is something she couldn't understand." Dick's mind was flooding with anger and thoughts. He decided that he'd ask bruce if he could stay with him because 'something was wrong with his apartment'
-One Week Later-
Dick had been living quite happily with Bruce for the past week and he had no idea about his anxiety and depression.
"Dick." Bruce called.
"Yah Bruce?"
"Get my medicine from my top drawer, please."
Dick did as he asked when, by accident, he opened the second drawer. There was a gun there, he decided to ignore it and had gotten his medicine.
For the next few days Dick had been curious about the gun in Bruce's drawer but was trying not to think about it since there probably was some logical explanation for it.