You felt your blood flood your cheeks as mister’s
Wayne piercing glance looked at you.
“Hello. You must be Miss (l/n), Tim talks a lot about
you.” Mr Waynes hand grabbed you and pulled you up. Tim, who was about to help
you up, stopped dead in his tracks as his cheeks reddened.
Damn, why couldn’t his family stop saying he only
talked about you.
But you did, Timmy.
I know. But I don’t want them knowing it.
“Come, miss (L/N), Alfred has our dinner already
served.” Bruce grabbed your hand and leaded you toward the dining room where
Alfred was serving dinner.
You sat between Damian and Tim, with Dick and Jason in
front of you.
“I hope you enjoy my (f/f). Master Tim said it was
your favorite.” Tim hited his head against the table as you looked at him
surprised, his family with an amusing smile and Bruce… Bruce just sipped his
wine like it was normal.
“So, (y/n). Where are you staying?” Steph asked you
and before you could respond Dick answered for you.
“She lives in front of me! We’re neighbors!! “ He said
with a silly smile.
“Yes, I meet Dick when he helped me moving in.” You
“Ohh sooo chivalrous Dickiebird” Jason mocked.
“Stop it Jason.” Dick said.
“Ow! Grayson, why do you hit me with your foot! Do you
wish to start a war?” Damian said.
“Sorry, Dami. I was trying to hit Jay.”
“Sooo mature, Dickiebirdd” Jason mocked once more.
“THAT’S IT!” Dick said.
“OW! GRAYSON. YOU STARTED IT” Damian said before
hitting Dick with his food.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Jason laughed until Dick shoved his
face in his food.
“FOOD WAR!” Shouted Steph.
Everyone except Tim, whose face was red of hitting it
with the table surface, You who was looking at them weirdly but amused and
Bruce who was just chilling there, sipping his wine. He suddenly asked you
“I hope their incessant questioning isn’t overwhelming
“Oh no, I-“
“She’s overwhelmed, you are underwhelmed. Why isn’t anyone just welmed?” Dick asked before being
tackled by Damian and his battle cry, spoon in hand.
“Please (y/n). Don’t let this change your opinion of
me! I’m sorry! Pls don’t stop talking to mee” Tim said giving you the cutest
puppy dog eyes ever. Even when Damian splattered his plate of (f/f) on his face,
he didn’t tear his eyes from you.
“Don’t worry, Tim. I won’t stop talking to you and
this is rather amusing if I say so myself.” You grabber your handkerchief and
wiped Tim’s face clean. Now his face was red for another other reason.
He smiled at you dazzling. His brother, who were a
little jealous of you ignoring them for Tim, grabbed his food and splattered
Tim and you.
Tim’s eyes became murderous.
“THAT’S IT! YOU CAN HIT ME, BUT YOU CANT HIT MY LOVE-I
MEAN MY BEST FRIEND” Tim tackled Dick, who was in front of you and soon Jason
and Damian became involved somehow.
Meanwhile Cass was eating peacefully, Luke and Babs facepalmed
and Steph recorded it.
“Send me the video, please.” You whispered in Steph’s
ear. “It makes good blackmail” You smirked at Steph’s surprised face that soon
turned in a smirk.
“I knew I liked you for a reason.”
This continued for a while, with Alfred trying to stop
the batboys but the fight didn’t stop until a tiny little piece of (f/f) smudged
in Bruce’s face.
Then all became quiet.
“…” Bruce hand wiped his face as he bat glared at his
children, who looked at scared as f*ck.
“I’m sorry, miss (l/n). My sons can be rather…childish.
I hope you excuse their behavior.” Bruce looked at you seriously and you swallowed.
“You can call me (y/n), mister Wayne.” You smiled
“If you wish.” The boy returned towards their seats as
Bruce started eating his food.
The dinner went quietly since then. No one dared to do
something else no wanting the Batman’s anger unleashed.
Tim and you were sitting in the couch, talking animatedly.
“Oh my god, (y/n). Bruce likes you! You are the first
girl I’m friend with that he likes!”
“Really? He looked at me rather…angry”
“Nah, don’t worry, babe. He always looks like that.”
Jason said as he sat next to you.
“Your cute…” You whispered.
“Thanks doll” Jason smirked.
“…Did I said that out loud?” You blushed. Tim glared
at Jason, looking at his longer hair and clothes.
Would you like him better with shorter hair, dyed
white and with leather?
“Am I cute too, (y/n)?” Dick bounced happily,
searching for your attention.
“You are not, Grayson. You are more like an
“Ow Dami…” Dick frowned sadly.
“You are cute too, Dick…” You said to make Dick stop
His face lightened, cheeks reddened.
“Hmph” Damian humphed.
“I think you
are cute too, Damian. “ You smiled at him, your hand brushing his short hair.
He slapped your hand away, blushing.
“I’m not a child! Don’t call me cute.”
You laughed at his tsundereness.
“Do you think I’m cute too, (n/n)???” Steph said
tackling you on the couch.
“I’m sorry for her behavior.” Cass said, grabbing
Steph away from you and sitting herself next to you.
“I like your case” She said, pointing at your (f/t) mobile
“Thanks! I like your dress!” You smiled at her as Babs
Babs and you started talking about what you were studying,
the bests methods to study and on, boring all the bad boys except Tim, who
sometimes interfered in the conversation.
“Oh, talk about something else! Not school. School is
for weekday. Not weekend!” Dick said childish. Babs smirked and said nonchalantly.
“Did you know, Dick here had a crush on me when he was
young? He did the weirdest things for getting my attention”
“Really? Tell me more” You said as you saw upcoming
blackmail material. Jason became interested all of sudden in embarrass his
older brother. Dick face exploded in a blush so violent, it seemed he was going
“BABS!!! NOOOO STOOOPP, DON’T SHOW HER THE PHOTOS! NOT
THE PHOTOOOOS!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
“I had the best
time of my life!”
“Really? You don’t think my family is weird?” Tim
“No, they’re….extravagant but not weird!”
Tim’s face relaxed.
“Besides I love them! I’m going out with Steph and
Cass on Saturday, then I’m meeting Babs at her house, she is going to teach me
a thing of two for my (least favorite class)! Then on Sunday, Damian is going
to show me his art-“
“But he never let’s anyone near it! Not ever his
father!” Tim said.
“Dunno, he said he show me and his pets. He say he’s
got a lot!”
“Then Jason and I are going to meet for dinner on
“oh alrigh-WAIT JASON ASKED YOU OUT? AND YOU SAID YES????????”
“Tim, are you alright?! You look like you are about to
“NO I’M NOT. JASON? JASON ASKED YOU? IT’S THE LEATHER
RIGHT!? DAMN, STUPID SUIT!” Tim said, fighting his vest.
“Tim, relax. It’s not a date. We’re meeting because we
got a lot in common. Also, don’t kill your suit, it’s not alive. And you look
dazzling in it.”
“I do?” His face came closer to yours.
“You do” Your lips were about to touch, finally when.
“(Y/N) I’M GOING HOME! DO YOU WANT TO COME WITH ME??””
Dick’s face got in between you two.
Tim thought about 1000000 ways of killing his
obtrusive big brother.
“I’m going to take her home” Tim said with a smile as
scary as the Joker’s.
“But Tim, If she can come with me why bother Alfred,
because, you know, you don’t have a driving license.” Dick smirked.
“But I do! And I got my baby right there and I have a spare
helmet for you,(y/n).!”
“…” You didn’t know what to do. “ I don’t want to
bother Alfred more, he’s got a lot to clean for your little fight earlier…”
Yes Dick thought in his head, highfiving himself
NOOO Tim said in his head, He’s going to woo her.
“Okay. Sorry Tim, do you want, maybe, meet me tomorrow
to have lunch with me?” You said, scratching your head awkwardly. Tim’s whole demeanor
changed. Eyes sparkling, smiling lovingly.
“There’s nothing else in the world I want to do more…”
“Okay! See you tomorrow!” You kissed his cheek and
bounced towards Dick who pouted in jealousy.
But now was his chance!
You’re so smart, Dick! He praised himself in his head
You bid everyone goodbye and before going Bruce
“Wait, (y/n).” You stopped dead on your tracks.
“Yes, Mr. Wayne?”
“Call me Bruce.” He winked. And you know now why
everyone calls him a playboy. You smiled, cheeks flushing.
“Bye, Bruce” You waved.
“See you for the charity ball next Sunday. Bring a
But before you could say anything more Dick had
already snatched you away.
You were hugging Dick’s waist for dead life as he
speed his bike like he was racing someone.
He just did that so you would hug him like your life
depended of it.
“CAN’T WE GO SLOWER?” you shouted.
“NO” said Dick, speeding more.
“AHHH, I’M GOING TO FALL!!” You hugged Dick tightly,
your helmet on Dick’s shoulder. Dick’s smirking face was covered by his own helmet.
Dick: 1 Damian:
0 Jason: 0 Tim: 0
“ YOU ARE AN IDIOT, DICK GRAYSON!” You hit him in the
head. He smiles at you, but soon his arm grabs you shoulder and leads you to
The ride in the elevator was tense, as Dick planned
his next move.
Once the two of you were in front of your home, Dick
backed you against your door.
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