*Dick's pov (next morning)*
"Why are you still here?" Tina asks as she pours some tea for her, and some coffee for me. She takes a seat at the table and I follow suit.
"You know why I'm still here," I chuckle. She rolls her eyes at me as she takes a sip of her tea. I mean I can't really blame her. Last night we were laying in the bed talking, and next thing I know I didn't wake up until ten this morning. Wait, that didn't sound right. I mean, we were talking, and I fell asleep in her bed with my suit on and everything. Yeah that sounds better.
"I don't know how you keep your luck going. My roommate went to go see her family, my boyfriend is probably sleeping off his headache, and I don't have any classes today," she says as she shakes her head. "Unbelievable," she mumbles.
"You know you never took off your makeup," I tease her. She growls at me, but I just wave it off.
"If it makes you feel better I can treat you for brunch," I say with a sugary sweet smile. She squints her eyes at me as if she's suspicious of my plans.
"Why do I feel like there's a big 'if' coming?" She asks curiously before she takes a sip of her tea.
"Because there is!" she nearly spits out her tea at my outburst. She gives me her death glare before scoffing and taking another sip of her drink.
"Damn it! How did I know you were going to say that," She curses. Some of her hair falls around her face, and I'm so tempted to move it away from her face. She gathers herself together as she blows out small breaths. Once she's calm and collected, she looks at me with a polite smile. I just bet she's tempted to strangle me.
"What would you like me to do for you?" She asks sweetly. Dump your boyfriend and date me.
"Oh, I don't know," I swear I see her eye twitch, and I grin to myself. "I just want you to drop me off at my apartment, so I can change," I say with cheeky smile. Her eyes start to twitch.
"Really? If that's the case, then I will take you as long as brunch is still in order" she declares as she gets up from her seat. She tries to take my, now empty, cup of coffee away from me, but I shake my head 'no'.
"Don't worry about it. I'll do the dishes while you get dressed," I give her a small smile as I get up from my seat as well. I grab her cup as I kiss her on her cheek.
"Shake your tail feather, Tina. You don't wanna miss brunch,"I tell her. I quickly step back from her, and walk around her to get to the kitchen. As if she was in a trance she snaps out of it. "Oh, um, yeah. I'll get right on that," she says with a bit of surprise in her voice. She disappears in her room just as I cut on the sink. Today will be very interesting.
(Thirty minutes later)
"Stop calling, stop calling , I DONT WANNA TALK ANYMORE!!" Tina sings horrendously as she drives me to my apartment. I groan even more when she starts singing Beyoncé's part. I think my ears are bleeding.
"You know you love my singing," she laughs as takes a turn at the green light.
"Mm, the devil is a lie," I mumble. She bursts out laughing as she stops at another light. "Aww, don't get all grumpy, because you can't stand my singing it's the price you pay for hanging with me," she chuckles as she taps the steering wheel to the last few seconds of the song.
"I'll gladly pay that price," I chuckle as the song switches to Sexyback by Justin Timberlake comes on.
"Now this is your anthem. You can't deny, not even a little a bit," she giggles as she starts singing the chorus. I start singing with her.
As we're jamming, Tina pulls into my apartment parking lot. When the song comes to an end, she pauses the next song and turns to look at me.
"I'm getting some gas from the gas station around the corner, do you want anything before I get back?" She asks. I smirk to myself at how caring she is. "Actually, give me twenty minutes, and I'll be out. I wanna give you something," I tell her as I get out of the car.
"You don't have to, seriously. I-" she tries to explain, but I simply shake my head.
"Just give me twenty minutes. Think of it as a 'thank you' for the poncho, it really conceals my identity," I tell her as I look down at the big, ugly, grey material covering my bodysuit. Her lip gloss covered lips pull into a mischievous smile. "What can I say? I'm the next Mari McCabe," she winks.
"Oh yeah. Real fashion expert with this outfit. Who knew an ugly ass poncho could make my ass look good?" I say sarcastically as I grab the double wrapped plastic bag in the back, that's concealing my weapons.
"If it makes you feel better, your suit is going to be made of that same material," she teases. I shake my head as I close the car door. As I'm heading up the stairs, Tina is laughing her ass off. I'm so going to get her back for this. I think to myself as I reach my front door.
* exactly twenty minutes later*
"Wow, what shower-in-a-can did you use?" She asks the moment I step into the car. My hair is still wet, but it doesn't matter. I reach into my pocket, and pull out my wallet. I take out a ten dollar bill and put my wallet back into my pocket.
"What's this for?" She asks as she stares at the money then back at me.
"Gas money," I tell her as I get settled into my seat.
"Really? Thanks," she says as she takes the money. "I put gas in the car already, so we're good," we back out of the driveway, and head into the street.
"So where are we getting something to eat?" She asks as she stops at a red light.
"Wayne Manor," she looks at me with a joyous smile, and chuckles. "Oooh, I can't wait," she grins.
The light turns green and we're off. "Easy, I'd love to live long enough to taste, Alfred's cooking," I nervously straighten myself in my seat and reach for the handle above me.
"Crybaby," she laughs as she takes gets on the highway. "I can't be as bad as Bruce in the batmobile."
"Oh hell no. I swear I would cuss out the villains just for putting us in a high speed chase. I don't know how I survived," I laugh to myself thinking back on those times.
"I don't know about all that, but I remember dealing with my Dad's road rage, and my Mom's ability to say 'get off your phone' to another driver, while being on her phone," We both burst out laughing at the thought them doing exactly that. We started exchanging stories of how our families and friends added spice in our life.
"I remember Tim beating Bruce at chess. That was fun. You would have thought we were watching the Super Bowl," Tina says as she turns pulls into the the estate.
"I think I was out that time. Kat and me were following a lead on some guy who'd leave peanut butter at the crime scenes," I scoff. It wasn't even the good peanut butter.
"Ugh, Gothamites are just a different breed," she comes to a stop. We get out of the car and practically run to front door.
"Wanna bet all the bacon is gone?" I bet. I get my key and put it into the door.
"Thanks a lot you jinxed it!" She pouts as I wiggle the door open. Lots of laughter and noise greets us when we walk in. Home sweet home.
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About THAT Night (Dick Grayson x OC)
Fanfic"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...
