(Dick's pov)
She slowly takes my hand, and I quickly pull her close to me. "I-I don't dance," she stutters. She pulls out of my arms and with the beat of the music I pull her back. "I know you can," I whisper in her ear. With the intro of song she moves away from me. I slowly walk toward her and stand behind her. Not too close to where it's making her uncomfortable, but close enough to feel our chemistry. I take her hand and bring it to the front of her body.
'I said I won't lose control, I don't want it'
With the drop of the beat, we move in sync with each other as I take her hand spin her out away from me, only to bring her back to me. Her eyes sparkled with amusement as we moved together as if we were doing the tango, and technically we were.
'Oh no there you go making me a liar, begging you for more'
Her big brown eyes locks on mine as her hips sway side to side. It takes everything in me not to place my hands on her waist. Instead I place my hands above her waist and rhythmically move with her. Her eyes hold my gaze as she dances out of my arms and moves around me.
I stay in my stance as she does her movements. My head follows her as she moves in front of me.
'But what if... you kiss me, but what if...I like it'
As if she snapped out of a trance she shakes her head and tries to leave the dance floor. I quickly grab her hand and pull her back. "You always finish what you start," I say as the end of the song came. Her eyes wavered against mine, but they held alot of trust.
Her arms slowly wrap around my neck as her leg hooks itself around mine. We keep eye contact as I slowly dip her to the sounds of the saxophone playing at the end of the song.
'Oh no no no, another fire'
My blue eyes stare into her brown ones. We look at each other as if we wish we could say want, but we can't. We are so close to each other, that one small movement...
Suddenly, reality came crashing down. Where are your damn morals Dick? You really love living up to your name, huh? I ridicule myself. I abruptly pull her up and move away from her. I run my hands over my face, and I rub my hands against my jeans as if I could soothe the tingles I feel every time I touch her. I have a newfound respect for Tim now.
I look up and see everyone staring at us. "I thought this was my party," Tim's joke breaks the tension, that I created. I turn around to see an upset Tina with anger and tears in her eyes. I move toward her, but she shakes her head and moves away from me.
"I'm sorry. So sorry," she apologizes as she jogs to the table to grab her phone. She then she moves towards then mansion. Her friends glare at me and I feel like I'm about to get torn apart by a pride of lionesses. The only one not glaring was Genesis. Her head hangs low as she looks at me with empathy. "Give her some time," Genesis says telepathically as she smiles sadly.
"Way to go, Grayson," Damian says smugly. Melanie gets up from her seat and move towards him. "Shut up, Damian. Give me your hand we're dancing," she takes his hand as she moves him to the dance floor.
Urgh!!! I need to find her. I straighten myself up and go to look for her.
(Tina's pov)
God why am I so stupid? I should have never danced with him. One dance and I forget everything and everyone around me. It's just me and him. Ugh, seriously?! That ship was never built and it will stay that way. I knew that song was an omen.
I was doing good. So good. I am getting an education, I have a kind and caring boyfriend, great grades, new friends. The one time I come back to Gotham, this shit happens. Lies, that I told myself, are starting to unfurl around me, revealing the truth. No! I refuse. I won't listen to myself.
As my mind wars with itself, I hear someone entering the empty room I'm in. "My dear, is there anything I can help with?" The familiar voice of the grandfather figure we all love, along with the sounds of a baby, accompanying him.
I turn around and force myself to smile. Yeah, you can help. Give me something that'll make my mind shut the hell up.
"My dear, I've been around this earth for a very long time. I know when a person is forcing a smile," Alfred takes a seat on the couch with his great granddaughter in his arms. I think we can all agree that Alfred is everyone's grandfather.
She starts cooing as she sticks out her hand and grabs Alfred's black tie. "Clever thing she is," he says in amusement as he bounces her on his knee. She observes the tie for a hot minute before she tries to bite into it.
I burst out laughing as she makes a face and looks for something else to grab. "My dear, what has you troubled?" He asks as he let's her play with the silver watch on his wrist.
I tell him everything from what I'm feeling to what I feel like doing. Alfred nods as he sits there silently.
"Well...it seems to me that you have repressed feelings that were unresolved," he states.
"Am I that obvious? I mean he's a great guy. He's smart, funny, and just damn sweet. I love him, but I feel like things are different now," I tell him. Before he could say anything, Dick sticks his head into the room.
"Hey, Alfred, have you seen- oh! Thank God you're here," Dick sighs. He steps into the room, and thats when Alfred takes his leave.
"Look-" we say at the same time. I nervously laugh before I say anything else.
"You first," he says as I start playing with my nails.
"Look D, I...I'm sorry for rolling out on you like that. I wasn't mad at you, I was actually upset at myself. I want things, but I can't have them," I frown as I catch my reflection on one of the polished frames above the rooms fire place. Why am I a mess?
"Hey, Ti" his voice pulls me from my thoughts. I turn around and look at him. He gives me a small smile before standing next to me.
"I know I come off...a bit strong. I felt like I disrespected you out there, and that wasn't my intention. Not ever. You are a special woman and I mean it. I just wanted to let you have a good time," my heart melts at his words. "I know you have a boyfriend and really care about him. I pulled away because I felt like I overstepped my boundaries," he blushes.
"Dick, I did have fun out there. I haven't danced like that in a while, and also I don't think you overstepped your boundaries. I think you stopped just before you crossed the line, which is saying something," I smile. He blows out a breath or relief before he pulls me into a hug.
"Wow, I am so glad this is cleared up. I mean I think we over thought things right?" I nod my head in agreement.
"Oh yeah, for sure. Let's forget that this happened? I can hear my song playing, and I wanna bust a move," I chuckle.
"Well lead the way," he steps back and makes an open path for the door. I walk out of the room feeling ten times lighter, however something remains. My hidden feelings for Dick Grayson.
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About THAT Night (Dick Grayson x OC)
Fiksi Penggemar"Somehow in my lucid state I found my way to you. I don't know why I felt the need to come here when I did, but I did it anyway," Dick lifted his hand and gently brushed his knuckles across my cheek. I leaned into his touch and glanced at his muscle...
