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"Oh fearless leader," Batgirl A.K.A Barbara Gordon A.K.A Nightwing's may or may not be his crush, said in her sing-song voice "You gotta get some sleep"
Nightwing, who is sitting in front of the computer in the cave, wave her off "Yeah, I'll go get some later on" Barbara roll her eyes, not really believing him.
"Seriously, boy wonder. I get that you got some responsibility to do, but this is killing you ,and your team would probably want you alive and healthy, just some information there" she shrug while doing that Obama's not bad face.
He sigh, giving in. He knows where this conversation is going. It will end up with him being all 'your wish is my command' cause really, there's no arguing with this girl, she'll get what she wants in the end. He stand up from his chair.
The girl make a gleeful sound upon his defeat. Nightwing give her a glare but she only ruffle his hair like he is but a child. "You want me to give you some warm milk?" she asked in the baby-talk voice.
"I'm not sleepy, mommy. And I don't need milk, I'm not five" he played along, using his baby-talk voice.
"I miss this you know" she return to her normal voice. "just us, Dick Grayson & Barbara Gordon against the world."
Nightwing didn't even correct her name usage in costume "It's more like we're defending the world" she slap him upside the head.
"You know what I mean" and he do. Cause he miss this too. He miss just not having this much responsibility. He miss being just his old playful, cheerful self. He miss having the time to do cartwheel on the beach with his friends. He miss being able to win friendly races to their next classroom. He miss planning pranks. He just miss everything.
"Would you stay with me?" he said before he realize how wrong that sound and continue with ranting some explanation about her not having to accept and is not like they're going to have sex or something and something about not doing anything, sleeping on the floor, she can take the bed… "Sleepover?" she cut off his rant, a little bit amused.
He nod "Yeah, that's it. Sleepover"
"Sure, Dick"
Maybe he didn't lose every aspect of his memorable mid-puberty drastic psychical change years. Maybe he still can cartwheel on the beach, play pranks, having friendly races and now a sleepover. Dick Grayson and Barbara Gordon against the world. Is not really that bad of an idea.