Could you please write about a pining Dick Grayson and a hella oblivious reader? Like she likes him too but she thinks she has no chance. I just love this trope way too much and i love your writing and i want to see what you could do with this. Anywayy thank you.
(did it as a drabble! sorry if this is so short!)
From across the room, Dick stares at you, watching as you talk to your friends. You’re laughing, giggling at something one of them has said, and Dick clenches his hands into fists against his sides, silently wondering what it would feel like to have your smile directed at him and only him.
Maybe soon, his brain tells him, once you’ve finally gained enough courage to tell them how you feel. He turns his head and looks at you once more, feeling a surge of determination coursing through him. Soon, he thinks. Hopefully, he could tell you all about his feelings soon.