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*As Promised every Wednesday a new One-shot! I hope you enjoy!
Well today is the day! The day you are actually going on a date with your crush! How it happened still seems a tab bit of a blur. Not that you care how it came to be. Bouncing about your bedroom you attempt to piece together an outfit. Which honestly takes a bit longer then you'd like to admit. You weren't sure whether or not to go formal, causal or semi causal, clubby! Panicking you rush to your phone to call your best friend.
They answer after a few rings with a snarky greeting. Which you return with a snarky reply. You lay your dilemma on them. Which turns into a quick battle of wits. Once they defuse your panic attack, they guide to an outfit. With an offbeat goodbye you hang up and quickly shower. Your thoughts go to Dick, his oceanic blue orbs that twinkle brightly when the sunlight hits them just right. Or when has a secret he's unwilling to share.
You have had the biggest crush on Dick for the last five years. Sure you had no idea on how to tell him. It never seemed the right time. Something always came up and you were always engulfed with so much…. Family was on top of the list, and school was another on the list. Plus he always had a girlfriend when you gather the courage. It hurt so much to see him with someone else. But the whispers you heard of the little crush being mutual gave you hope.
Once out of the shower, you quickly go about doing your routine post shower. It takes less time to get ready and waiting for the right leave the house. He had offered to pick you up and didn't let you protest. Something about being a gentleman. Smiling as you enter the front room, you see your parents sitting in front of the tv watching some show. They are curled up in a blanket with coffee mugs; they turn to face you.
"Are you leaving?" Your dad questions as he lifts of his coffee mug.
"In a few."
"Good." He retorts with a smirk.
"Gasp! You jerk." You laugh as your mom just shakes her head at the two of you. You have always had a good relationship with your parents. There was always banter exchanged between you and your dad.
"You think the boy will keep her?" Your dad hopefully asks your mom.
"I want my baby back."
"Damn, we got rid of one; I want to get rid of another." He taunts with a smile. Your older sibling moved out with his/her partner not too long ago.
"Shut up, D/N." Your mom whacks him upside the head. He rubs his head while getting up to refill his mug.
You laugh at your parents antics when the door bell rings. Your dad pushes you to the side. You stumble to the side and blink several times before it hits you. You can hear him talking to someone. Your eyes widen and your rush towards the door. There stands Dick listening to your dad.
"No refunds." Your dad tells Dick.
"What are you telling him?" You cry as you go over to their side.
"If he breaks you… No refunds."
"Really, dad?" You give him a droll look.
"It's how I got stuck with your mom." He fondly states as your mom appears.
"It's the other way around." Your mom snorts.
"You people are weird." You sigh as Dick smiles with amusement written in his blue orbs.
"Is there a time you would like me to have her home by?" Dick politely questions.
"Brah, keep her." Your dad replies and waves you off.
"What did I tell you about using slang, dad?" you scroll at him.
"You're not my mom, y/n." He taunts as he sticks out his tongue at you.
"Ignore your dad, love. Go have fun." Your mom smiles as she sees you and Tim walk off.
He opens the passenger door and lets you slip in. he closes the door and you watch as he strolls over to his side. As he enters the car, he starts it's with no problem. Silence envelopes the two of you for a few heartbeats. The drive was sliced by music, that you figured wasn't his preferred seeing that he nearly swerved into the next lane. You let out a giggle as he grumbles out 'Jason'. He apologizes and quickly changes the station. You shake your head as he pouts at the buttons that appear to have different stations he doesn't approve of.
"I'm sorry; my brothers seem to be pulling a prank on me." He turns off the radio.
"It's alright, I get it. I have (a) sibling/s."
"How is s/n?" Dick was actually friends with your older sibling. You were more of Jason's age than Dick's.
"Great, moved out. Living away from dad." You let out a small laugh.
"I'm sure your s/n is terrorizing some poor innocent soul." Dick replies as he seems to be pulling into a parking lot.
"Trust me; I get messages from s/p/n all the time. Telling me to take back s/n. which as dad said. You break, you keep." Your sibling has always been more like your dad and tends to joke a lot. It gets on everyone's nerves at times.
"I remember he/she picked you up from school once; and I was able to tag along." He pulls into an empty parking slot.
"Oh, that was terrible!" He parks the car, and turns the engine off. He gracefully unbuckles his belt and jumps out of the car. You unbuckle your belt when the door opens. He stands there with a smile.
"It wasn't too bad; it's one of the reasons why I wanted to get to know you." You get out of the car. He shuts the door and walks beside you up to the restaurant. He opens the door and lets you in first. You give him a look.
"Flattery can get you so far, Mr. Grayson." You tease as the two of you go up to the host.
"It's gotten me this far." His eyes twinkle with amusement.
"Hello, Party of two?" the hostess questions.
"Yes," He answers as he turns this attention to the elderly lady.
"Booth or table?"
"Booth, please." Dick answers.
"Please follow me."
The two of you follow the woman to your booth. Dick waits for you to choose where to sit. Then he settles into the empty space across from you. The hostess hands you a menu and tells you your server would be there in a few. You smile as you open the menu. It wasn't one of those fancy restaurants; just one of those mom and pop like diners but a bit fancier. Your waiter appears, you don't play him any mind. But apparently dick doesn't like him. You glance up to see a young man in his teens, with celestial blue orbs and dark locks. He's lean and has a boyish charm to him.
"Timmy, what are you doing here?" Dick questions causing you to blink a few times.
"I'm not this Timmy you speak of. I'm Alvin. What can I start you two with?" Tim or Alvin questions.
"Water is fine." You answer as 'Alvin' bops his head.
"Same." Dick narrows his eyes.
"I'll give you two sometime to review the menu." He offers a smile and goes off.
Dick shakes his head and mumbles something you can't really understand. He looks up to offer a smile that drops. You blink and cock your head. You turn around to see a young boy bussing a table. A young blond quickly stops to chat only to be dismissed completely. Alvin returns with your drinks and asks if you're ready to order.
Once placing your orders, you turn to see him eyeing you. A bright smile flashes your way, you want nothing more to keep cool. But you know you'll resemble a cherry. But his smile seems to drop a friction. You try not to let it get to you.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm sorry; it's just… I'm a little confused."
"If you don't mind me asking… on what?"
"What they are doing?"
"Who?"
"Never mind, so what have you been up to since we last saw each other?"
"Been studying, became an aunt, trying not to take over the world." You giggle.
"Oh?"
"It's a silly game I play with my niece, n/n." You wave off at the game you would play with your four year old niece.
"Do tell!"
"We pretend to be certain heroes and villains then we'd jump on the bed. Pretending to do all those awesome stunts; it gets her all tuckered out. Usually I end up being the villain."
"Which villain?"
"Ivy." You answer without a moments notice.
"And your niece who does she pick?"
"She jumps from hero to hero. She's fond of the robins." You reply as you pull out your phone. "Got her a robin costume not too long ago." You quickly go to your gallery and show the photos of your niece dressed as robin, which leads to pictures of her in other costumes, such as batgirl, supergirl and sailor Moon. Some of the photos have you in them dressed up as well. You try to avoid those but Dick smiles as he spots a photo of you dressed as Robin and another in a Nightwing outfit. There is even one of you dressed as Red Hood. He stops when he sees a photo he wishes it to erase from his sight.
"I see you stumbled onto the photo of dad in a poison Ivy outfit." You laugh as Tim erm Alvin appears with your food.
"I'll be having nightmares." He mumbles.
"We all do." You tuck your phone away as Alvin tells you to enjoy the meal. You notice the exchange that Dick has with the waiter.
"Thank you, Alvin."
"Let me know if you need anything else." He smiles and turns to see the blond bounce over. "Excuse me."
In silence the two of you start to dig into your meals. You can't help but smile at how good the food is. You make a comment to Dick about it. Which he replies something about reminding him of his brother's cooking. You offer some of your dish for him to try which he declines. It's when he asks you about more stories. You start telling Dick stories of your misadventures with your niece.
You shared the one where you bought face paint after a birthday party where the clown refused to paint N/n's little face. So to make it up to her you bought face paint. Seeing that you had every inch of your exposed skin painted with designs by the little girl. You searched for a new victim which happened to be your dad, who was napping on the sofa. The two of your painted his face and quickly dashed away when finished. To say the least your dad was not happy but helped the two of you corner the rest of the family. That causes him to laugh.
"I've talked a lot, your turn." You take a bite of your meal.
"Nothing really to say; been playing big brother to my brothers and sister. Was a cop for a while."
"A cop? Here at Gotham?" You question.
"No, at Blüdhaven." He replies.
"What made you come back to Gotham?"
"My family, we hit a rough patch as you know."
"I don't keep up with the media. I don't like to read 'keeping up with the Waynes' even thou you guys would be more entertaining than those Kardashians. You guys have real talent and goals."
"Thanks?"
"Don't tell me you know them!"
"Nope, if I did Steph would be begging me to meet them."
"Steph?" You cock your head to the side.
"Timmy's girlfriend."
"Ah."
The two of you continue to chat and eat; Dick completely forgets that Tim is there along with Steph and Damian. Each of them listening in as they huddle close. Jason grumbles something as he somehow ended up really working in the kitchen. But he was still listening in. They decided to see if you were good enough for their brother. And as it turns out you are on their good list. It's when the hostess turns up and talks you two.
"How many years are you two celebrating?" She questions causing the group to hold their breaths.
"Oh no, we're just friends." Dick answers. This causes his brothers and friend to face palm from what they can see from the camera your smile slightly drops.
"He's a fucking idiot." Jason growls as he waits on the steak to cook.
"I liked her!" Steph grumbles as she sees the older woman's awkward stance.
Tim quickly gets up and goes over to smooth things over. There he sees the hostess walk off, slapping a smile he greets you. Asking if everything was okay and if you needed boxes. You nod as Dick was about to answer. Tim quickly goes over to get the boxes that Steph seems be to holding onto.
'Just friends…' You reflect. 'I was just friendzoned!' something in you breaks. Taking a breath and taking the box 'Alvin' offers you idly put your food into it. Dick seems to have disappeared for a second.
"Excuse me?" A deep voice draws your attention.
To turn to see a tall man, with teal eyes that have an intense emotion dancing within them. Those eyes you've seen once before but can't pin point it. He's a rather handsome man, he has a bad boy aura about him that just screams for you to ran for the hills but you feel at ease. He has a small box in hand and hands it to you. You glance down at back up at him. He offers a smile and goes off. You cock your head to the side.
'what the hell?' You open the box and peer into it. In the box is your favorite baked sweets. A small note in need writing greets you.
'Pretty girls shouldn't wait for a prince to save or make them smile.' You blink a few times remembering a time a certain boy would tell her to grow a pair and tell her crush the truth. Not to wait on the side lines.
'Jay.' You smile at the memory of the boy.
You glance back at Dick who has returned; he boxes his food and waits for you. You smile and follow his lead. You glance back towards the kitchen to see the man with teal eyes offering a smile and the celestial blue eyed boy gives you a head bop. The blond and younger boy seem to be either waving or just staring at you. Offering a smile, you having a feeling something will change. Not with your 'supposed' relationship with Dick; but those surrounding him. You can work your way upward from 'Just friends' to possible 'girlfriend' with a little help from your new friends your sure of it.
This is to all of those who have been friend-zoned (Me so many times that I've given up on finding love, lol) I hope you enjoyed! Let me know what you thought!
*Ms. Christina, I'll put your request on my list! I hope to get them out soon!
Posted on Wattpad and Fanfic on: 11-29-17