93 from that latest prompt list you reblogged with Dick and Bruce on patrol and B thinking something is wrong / Dick is hiding something (injury, illness, whatever) from him. Whether he is or not is to to you :)
For @tsfennec. Thank you for donating :) Here’s some hurt Dick and protective Bruce for you! Also, this prompt has been sitting in my inbox for months, so thank you for being patient.
93. “You’ve been quiet.”
There’s something wrong, Bruce thinks.
It’s the third time Dick has swayed sideways only to catch himself in just as many hours, and there’s been a significant lack of chattering from the eleven-year-old that’s perched next to him. Bruce would blame distraction, but Dick’s sits still as they watch the building across the street and asks the occasional question about the case.
But, there’s no smile, no rambling, no excited whoops that make Bruce secretly smile when Dick’s not looking, and no movement.
“Robin,” Bruce finds himself saying.
Dick starts and half-turns toward him. Batman is silent for a moment, but he’s curious. And he’s not going to admit it out loud, but he may also be a little concerned. Dick doesn’t do not moving well, and this statue impression he’s trying out is grating on some nerves that Bruce doesn’t often acknowledge.
“Batman?” Dick asks after Bruce is silent a beat too long.
“You’ve been quiet,” Bruce says.
“Oh.” It’s apparently all Dick has to say on the subject.
Bruce tries not to grind his teeth. He’s not largely successful. “Explain.”
Dick freezes—which is a feat, considering he wasn’t moving all that much anyways. He looks more like a statue than Bruce could ever manage, and according to both Dick and Alfred on several occasions, that’s almost impossible.
“You could give a gargoyle a run for its money,” Dick has once told him after a particularly long stakeout. “Maybe we should hold a competition. Alfred can be the judge!”
Bruce mood sours. His anger and concern skyrocket. There’s no cheer left in Dick’s demeanor, and Bruce doesn’t know what to do about it.