*Tina's pov*
"Yeah, no. You definitely had way too much wine," I tell him. I step away from him so I can get to my purse. He stands up behind me, and wraps his arms around my waist. Goosebumps rose on my skin when he starts to nuzzle his goatee on me. Oh my God, why does this feel good.
"What are you doing?" He asks as he presses kisses against the back of my neck. I moan when he kisses a sensitive spot just behind my ear. "Babe, I gotta call Kat to pick me up," I try to tell him.
"You don't wanna stay?" He asks sensually into my ear.
"I would, but honey you're drunk," I tell him as I turn around in his arms. The smile he had before turns into a pout.
"I am not," he defends. That is exactly what a drunk person would say.
"So four full glasses of Pinot Noir wine, and you're perfectly fine?" I chuckle when he scratches his head and then throws his hands up in defeat.
"Okay, maybe I am...a little drunk. I admit it," he laughs as he sits back on the couch.
"But, I'm gonna be soooo alone. I don't wanna be alone," he complains. He throws his arm over his face, and peaks under it to see if I'm watching him.
"Aww, poor fellow, but look on the brightside! You'll have terrible morning breath and a headache as your company," I joke as I reach into my bag and grab my phone. Jamal groans as he hits his head against his couch. I take my phone into his bathroom to call Kat. We speak for a few minutes then end the call. She'll be by in six minutes. I keep forgetting how close our apartment complexes are.
I exit out of the bathroom, to see a passed out Jamal on the couch. I giggle to myself at how adorable he looks. He's gonna have a mean headache tomorrow. I go to my purse to find my fast acting Advil. I find the blue bottle, and place it on the coffee table.
My phone buzzes with a notification from Kat saying 'here'. I place a kiss on Jamal's forehead, and make sure I haven't left anything before I take my leave. I see Kat's car and have a sudden feeling of fatigue. Damn what a night.
"So...did you have a fun night?" She asks as I get in the car.
"Oh yeah. The performers were really good and the music was soothing, however Jamal drank a little too much, so we had to call the night quits," I tell her as I lay my head against the window.
"Damn, I hate when that happens. Oh well at least you guys had fun," she says cheerfully. I give her a tired smile in return. "I'm so tired, girl. I can't wait to get home and sleep," I mumble as my eyes slowly close. A sudden jolt wakes me out of my daze. Oh it's just Kat parking the car.
"Sorry!" She says as she places it in park.
"You're fine. I needed to get up anyway," I grab all of my things, so I don't have to come back. I get out of the car, and groan. The apartment is only a few feet away, but i don't feel like moving. Ugh, its so far.
We walk towards our apartment, and open the door. Home sweet home. "Kat, don't kill me, but I'm going to take my shoes off right here," she just laughs in response as I kick off my shoes. Once I'm bare footed, I pad my way into my room. I throw my purse down on my dresser as I close my door. With a sigh, I glance at my bed and it stares at me seductively, calling my name with its pillows.
I take off my clothes and throw them in the corner. I open my dresser to pull out my nightgown. I quickly throw it on. I glance at my makeup wipes, and then look at the mirror. Should I just go to bed? Skip properly cleaning my face? Should I risk it all?
I look at myself in the mirror and shrug. I'll live. I ignore my makeup wipes and jump into my bed with glee before I knock out for the night.
*sometime through the night*
"Tina!" Something whispers to me as it gently pokes my side. I turn away from it, but something continues to call my name.
With a growl I try to smack it away, but something catches my wrist. My eyes fly open as they register that the 'something' is actually a 'someone'. I quickly let out a scream, but it gets muffled by that person's hand.
"Tina! It's me Dick," my blurry eyes blink several times to see that it actually was Dick Grayson in his Nightwing costume.
"Shh, I don't want you to wake trigger happy over there," he says as he keeps his hand on my mouth. Oooh I wish looks can kill. I slap his hand away and start cussing him out.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?! Do you know what time it is? Better yet, how the hell-" he quickly covers my mouth with his hand again and glares at me.
"Tina, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Either you be quiet and let me explain, OR you keep talking and I'll have to kiss you...then explain why I'm here," he whispers. He slowly lowers his hand, and I'm tempted to cuss him out again.
I bite my lip to hold back the string of curses when he looks at me innocently. He's nowhere near innocent. I outta slap the shit out of him.
"First things first, good morning. It is three a.m. I came through your window, and now I'm here." He smiles.
"Okay, Edward Cullen. I get that it's three in the morning and you came through my window, but why are you here? And please do not say you came to say 'hi'," I whisper to him.
"Well I wanted to ask if you can make me a suit," he says with humor shining through his eyes.
"A what?!" My voice raises. Movement from the next room startles us both.
"You went to sleep in your makeup by the way," he whispers.
"Shut up! Don't change the subject," I whisper back.
"Does Kat sleep walk?" He asks out of nowhere. I stare at him with wide eyes. He can't be serious.
"Are you for real?" I ask in astonishment. He just shrugs and watches the door.
"Tina?" Kat asks as she knocks on the door. "Oh shit!" Dick curses as the door knob wiggles. I frantically push Dick against the floor. I throw some covers on him, as I quickly lay back in my bed. The door starts to creak open just as I throw my comforter on myself and start making fake snoring sounds. Dick stares back at me and mouths 'make them louder'. I mouth back 'fuck you' as I continue making faking snoring noises.
"Hmm, maybe I was just hearing things," she mumbles to herself as she closes the door.
"That was close," Dick chuckles. I grab the pillow next to me and smack him with it.
"This wouldn't happen if you had just called like a regular person," I softly growl. Dick just rolls his eyes as if he was unfazed.
"I'm not regular, Tina. You know this," he smiles as he leans on his hand. Well he does have a point.
"Okay, what kind of suit? Like suit and tie or supersuit? If I told you that I'll make your suit will you leave?" I ask him.
"I'm talking suit and tie, like Justin Timberlake, but not too much-" I reach for another pillow on my bed and I threaten him with it.
"Okay okay, I just want a suit and tie," he chuckles. I lay my pillow back down beside me, and look at the ceiling. I hear movement from the floor, and see Dick moving around to the other side of the bed.
"What are you doing?" I ask as he settles himself on my bed, lying on my pillow staring at the ceiling. He turns to me and shoots me that million dollar smile.
"I'm pulling an Edward Cullen," he chuckles.
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About THAT Night (Dick Grayson x OC)
Hayran Kurgu"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...
