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“Mmm, this could end badly.” You stare down at the ongoing drug deal, picking out the weak link you can take down first. There’s a lot of big guns down there, but you got this. It’s just a light workout, nothing major…
You drop down swiftly, whacking one with his own gun and then taking out the others. Simple enough. There’s a few screams and curses thrown, but you coolly take it. Just a typical night in Blüdhaven, nothing more.
And you won’t be staying long, you live in Gotham, kind of. You just wanted a change for once, it keeps you healthy.
After you’re done mopping the floor with these guys, you hear a muffled noise from a corner of the warehouse.
“Ehh?” You walk over to investigate, holding your knife up in case it’s some other thug.
But no, it’s not. It’s just Nightwing, all tied up. It brings back a surge of memories, and you decide you’re gonna be very overly smug about this. He won’t know who you are in your disguise, but still-it’s hilarious he got caught by a bunch of low-level drug dealers.
“I really thought Nightwing would be able to handle a few little low-life thugs,” You tease, twirling your knife around your fingers. “Guess I was wrong.”
He makes an annoyed muffled sigh, offering his arms for you to untie him. You suspect he still doesn’t recognize you, but no matter. That’s part of the fun!
“Mmmm, I don’t know if I should..” You swirl around him, nudging his shoulder lightly. His muscles strain silently against the bindings- this is fun, and you’re getting all reminisc-y. If that’s a word. You decide not.
He grunts again, flipping his hair away from your touch as you lift his chin like you’re petting a cat’s. Ohhh, so you see how it is. He’s too good for you now, is that it?
“I guess I’ll have mercy. Just this once.” You tell him, releasing one of the knots as you prance away. You enjoy the chase, and you’re hoping he’ll feel up to it tonight.
“You think I’m just gonna let you walk away?” Dick calls from behind you, untangling himself.
“Yeah! Unless you can catch me!” You call back, feeling your heart pound as you race. You sprint out of the building, clambering up to the rooftops so you can run under the moon. It’s a nice, breezy night. Perfect for the thrill of the chase. He’ll love this, once he catches you!
You dart across the roofs of Blüdhaven, gracefully leaping from one to the next. Sliding down some eaves periodically, you hope to make it more exciting for Dick. You haven’t seen him in a very long time. Hell, you wondered if you’d ever see him again since you moved away. What’s he been up to this whole time?
Obviously he’ll have had hordes of women breaking in or busting his door down or whatever they say…
“Gah!” You gasp, being thrown to the ground on one of the roofs. The wind knocks out of you a little, but you’re ready to play-fight. Or more than that, if he’ll allow it.
“What’s the matter?” Dick asks, lighting up those escrima sticks of his. Uh oh. Let’s tone it down a little, you don’t wanna get your ass beat with those. “I thought you wanted me to chase you?”
“Let’s not get too hasty now.” You offer quickly, scrambling up from your place on the ground. “I don’t mind if you chase, but let’s put the beating sticks away.”
“But I like the beating sticks.” He says almost in disappointment, holding one up to admire it.
“Yeah, yeah..” You tell Dick, placing yourself in a defensive position. You’ll wait for him to make the first move, to see if he’ll recognize you before you’ll have to admit your identity.
He swings once, you slide to your knees and duck under. He’s much better of a fighter than you, most of the time.
You grab the back of his arm as you swing around, trying your best to bring him down.
“If you hit me with one of those, you’re a deadman.” You squawk at Dick as he brings one a little too close to your leg. The electricity vibrates off of it as it hungers for your skin.
“Says who? And you started it..”
“Guess? And I didn’t start it, you’re the loser who let yourself get caught.” You dart away from him, getting one kick into the back of his leg as you go.
“Ok, first of all- I let myself get caught so I could listen in. You’re the one who interrupted.” Dick counters, nearly knocking you down a second time. “But second of all, now I’m interested.”
You feel yourself being pulled down once again, trying to roll away while he sets his weight on you. Your legs struggle a few times, but it’s no use.
He presses one of the sticks to your neck, and you whine annoyedly. You were hoping the game could last a little longer, but oh well…
You rear your head away as he attempts to pull your mask off. All in good fun, but you want the suspense to last.
“Hey, none of that.” He reprimands, half-pointing down at you. His black hair blows gently in the breeze of the night, and you wonder briefly if he’s willing to fuck you on the roof of whatever building this is.
He pulls your mask off, tossing it aside. Your hair falls around you in a hazy brown puddle as you stare up to him joyously. If you were a dog, your tail would be wagging so hard right now. But no matter what, you’ll show him how happy you are in other ways.
“It’s…you? You came back?” Dick asks quietly, dropping one of the sticks away. Huh, well..you didn’t want this to be a sad thing. Although things did end..well, not amazingly. Due to no fault of your own, or his. But that’s ok, you’ll fix it. You love to fix things.
“Yeah. Aren’t you happy to see me?” You tease again, blinking up to him as your eyes sparkle with a long-lost bliss. You’re still pinned underneath him, but hey- that’s mostly nothing to complain about.
“I..I never thought I’d see you again. I thought something bad happened to you.” Dick looks a bit tragic, and now you feel bad.
“I was always gonna come back.” You whisper, lifting your neck to brush your face against his. The warmth of his body is just simply so inviting… but, you wanted this to be more of a..positive thing. “Now do you wanna go have fun or what?”
Your breath ricochets off his cheek, snapping him back to reality apparently.
“Yes. Anything with you.” Dick lowers his head to kiss you, so you reach down for his waist- pushing him a little so you can get up. You changed your mind about fuckin’ on the roof. You’d rather this time be a little more private. More intimate.
“Your place or mine?” You ask excitedly, taking his hand in an attempt to begin running off again.
“You have a place?” Dick grunts as you pull him up, and the force of his weight slings you back a little. Mildly embarrassing, but no matter!
“Well, no. It’s a hotel room. But still..” Your eyes glitter with the simple pleasure of seeing him again, as you both meander to the exit of the roof.
“Let’s head to my place then.”
“Deal. Is it the same…?”
“Yeah.” Dick gazes down to you as you pull him along, but you sense a tinge of sadness in his voice. That’s ok, you won’t be leaving him alone any time soon.
Within twenty minutes, you both return to his apartment. It’s nice, and just as you remember it. Dick really doesn’t like to change things around, does he?
“It’s just like it was.” You say quietly as you glance around the living room. It truly is.
“You know how I like everything to be in its place.” Dick says from behind you after the window is closed. You feel his body press against yours, and he runs one hand down to your elbow. You’re quite ravenous, and for what? Dick. Haha.
“I know. But I feel like some things need to be rearranged now.” You tell him, twisting yourself and lifting one leg up to his hip as your knee bends.
You gaze up to him as your arms wrap around his neck, oh this is gonna be lots and lots of fun! You’ll make him feel better about missing you, and then some.