Pairing: Dick Grayson x reader / Nightwing x reader
I really should be working on my requests and I apologise for that. I promise I am working on them but this hit me like a train so I just had to get this out first. I hope that all of you enjoy it!
Dick expected a lot of things when he arrived at your shared home after patrol. Well, mostly he expected you to be asleep, although he won’t complain if you are waiting for him with a drink or a hot meal either. He would make some token complain about how you don’t have to do it, but both you and he know that he loves that you love him enough to wait up for him. What he didn’t expect to hear gut wrenching sobs coming from the living room.
He rushed over to you, forgoing taking off his boots, nearly tripping over his own feet in his hurry. He dropped on his knees in front of where you are sobbing on the couch so hard that some distant part of him knew that there would be new bruises on his knees. It doesn’t matter now though, all that mattered for now was comforting you.
“Darling, what’s wrong?” he asked cautiously. He doesn’t want you to cry any harder or he might start crying too. Then he wouldn’t be of any help in comforting you and he doesn’t want that.
“It’s over,” you sobbed as you looked at him. His heart felt like it would break at the heartbreak on your face, at the tears running down your face and your red eyes and nose.
“What…….?” Then your words registered and his heart froze. It’s not beating and he was terrified.
“It’s over.” You make a sound like a dying puppy before throwing yourself at him, hiding your face in his chest and soaking the front of his uniform with tears and snot.
Dick wrapped his arms around you automatically but he was so very lost, because it sounded like you wanted to break up with him, but if you do, why are you sobbing in his chest? Shouldn’t you be screaming at him to get away from you or something? Despite that, he was still going to try his best to get you to stay, because he doesn’t think that he can survive losing you.
“Darling,” he started and when you don’t start screaming at him, he continued. “You know that I love you, right? I know I haven’t been spending much time with you, especially with patrol and missions, but I don’t want to break up. Please don’t break up with me.”
“Three Dark Crowns is over,” you whispered, face still hidden in his chest.
He was confused momentarily until he realised that you are talking about the new series that you were raving about for the whole week. He can’t help the laugh that escaped from him or the way his entire body slumped in relief. You don’t seem to appreciate it, if the way you thumped your fist on his back was anything to go by.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “Want to see if there is a movie?”
You pull back from his embrace to glare balefully at him. “Sweetie, everyone knows that the books are better than the movies.”
He knew that he should be cowering, or rather, you hope that he would be but your glare just doesn’t work this time, with the tearstains on your face and your still red nose. He wanted to coo at how adorable you look but he restrained himself, not wanting to actually make you angry.
“Alright, cuddles then?” He spread his arms wide, wanting nothing more than to have you back in his arms again.
“You stink,” you pointed out, eyebrow raised as if to say, ‘Are you seriously asking for cuddles now?’
He looked down and ‘Oh yeah, he still haven’t showered from patrol yet.’
So he reached a hand out instead, as if to say ‘join me?’ and you placed your hand in his ‘yes’. He whopped in delight before scooping you up in a bridal carry. Your joyful laughter was like a rainbow after the storm that was your tears and it warmed his heart and made him fall for you again.