(Tina's pov)
"What's up family!" Dick says excitedly as we enter the dining room. The long table is filled with a spread of food, that I'm sure either Genesis or Beanie helped Alfred make, and a loud crowd of people surrounding the table. "Hey!" The group says collectively. Damn it's a whole army here. There has got to be at least fifteen people.
"Guess who the fashion fairy dragged in?" Jason greets as he gets up to hug Dick and me. I roll my eyes as I hug him back. Beanie waves from her seat before she eating her oatmeal. Genesis enters the dining room with a plate of biscuits, as Tim carries pitchers of water and juice. "Hey gang!" They say as they set down the food and drinks before they take their seats.
"Damn, this looks good," I say hungrily as I stare at the food. Oooh I love coming here.
"For once you're here on time, Grayson," Damian says smugly as he's takes a few hashbrowns from a plate, and passes it down to Melanie.
"Hey, we saved you guys a seat," Cosmo smiles as she says as she points to the empty seats next her. We sit down and start filling our plates. The aromas of the sweet and savory food has my mouth-watering. Ooh pancakes, toast, waffles, bacon, turkey bacon, vegetarian bacon, cereal, danishes and more! What should I eat first?
"You have got to try this," Barabra says as she passes me the homemade jam. I put some on my toast and take a bite. "Oh my God, who made this?" I ask as the sweet fruity flavor bursts on my tongue. I take a look at the writing on the jar. 'Peach and Raspberry jam'.
"My money is on Alfred," Barbara chuckles as she takes the jam back. Just then Alfred comes into the room. "Hey Alfred," we all say as he stands next to Bruce.
"Good afternoon, everyone. How is the little one?" Alfred smiles when he addresses us first and then to the little girl playing in her high chair between Bruce and Selina. She giggles in response and lifts her hands to either share her mashed food or for Alfred to pick her up. "We must get her ready for her playmates this afternoon, sir," he announces. "Damn, I forgot all about that," Selina curses as she pushes her empty plate away.
"No no, Ms. Kyle. I'll prepare her for her afternoon. You'll need all your energy for later," Alfred says as he reaches her.
"Oh hold on, Alfred. Let me clean her hands," Bruce takes his napkin and wipes her hands. I glance around the table and notice that we're all watching the interactions between Bruce and his daughter. "So freaking cute," I whisper to Dick.
"I know. Do you ever wonder what it'll be like to have a kid of your own?" he whispers back to me. I simply nod at his question, and focus back on Bruce. He places small kisses to his daughter's hands, and sharing a goofy smile with her, before unhooking her from the highchair to hand her to Alfred. So you're telling me this is the same guy who ate punches for breakfast and spat out thugs for dinner? I don't believe it.
"She is such a sweetheart," Cosmo croons as Bruce's daughter gets carried away by Alfred. She turns around in Alfred's arm and waves goodbye.
"I know right? Like the other day I came by to see Melanie, and this little girl was in the living room watching Sesame Street with Tim. I went in to see what's happening and Tim was passed out on the couch. She legit used her little blanket to cover him, and when she saw me, she patted an empty spot on the couch, that baby treats people better than people do," Maria sighs. I choke on some of my juice at her comment, because of how true it was. I take a nearby napkin to hide my cough.
"You alright?" Dick asks as he pats me on my back. I nod as he pours me some water to flush out my next cough.
"She's so spoiled. I'm calling it," Jason says jokingly as he cuts into his sausages. "You guys all spoil her, I don't," Damian remarks as he pushes his empty plate.
"Oh my God, is he talking?" Cosmo asks with humor glistening in her eyes. Dick shakes with laughter at the look on Damian's face. "He sure is. He loves his sister," Melanie smiles.
"Oh yeah, that explains why he sneaks into her room with his katana to make sure no one, he doesn't recognize, comes into the room," Beanie nudges him teasingly. Damian glares at her and turns away, but not without blushing first.
"Slice first, talk later," Florana inputs. Everyone at the table laughs including Damian himself.
"W-Well it can't be as bad as Tim always giving her puzzles," He retorts. Bruce rolls his eyes as he palms his forehead. "Here we go again," he mutters. Selina chuckles lightly as she pats his back.
Tim blushes and looks down at his plate. "There's nothing wrong with giving her puzzles. They're simple! 'Which block goes where' that sort of thing," he blushes. Genesis snickers before laughing out loud.
"I'm not gonna lie, they are very fun," Genesis smiles as she takes a sip of her juice.
"Hey, it can't be as bad as Jason sneaking her snacks in his bag everytime he drops by," Tim smirks as Jason slips him the finger. Cosmo bursts out laughing while Beanie is trying to contain her laughter.
"Shut up, she loves those Gerber snacks. They're not only soft on her gums, they're healthy. Can't blame me for keeping her health up. What you should really focus on is Dick trying to ruin her ear drums," Jason shifts the heat to Dick, but all he does is wave him off.
"Whatever hater, she loves the music I play. I even have a video of her moving her head to the beat, so what can I say? I'm her favorite," he jests confidently. He winks at me as he gives them a cocky smile.
"No way! I'm her favorite. You, baboons, always try to overwhelm that baby with the 'alpha male' routine, when she craves girl time. Am I right, ladies?" Barabra intervenes. We shout in agreement and raise our glasses to that.
My phone starts to ring, so I excuse myself from the table. I can feel Dick's gaze following, so I turn around and give him a reassuring smile. Once I'm in the hallway I check the Caller ID. I see Jamal's name, and nearly groan. I really don't feel like talking, but I should just go ahead and do it.
"Hey baby," I answer with a small smile.
"Hey. I just wanted to apologize for last night," he gruffs out. Hmm, he probably just woke up.
"No worries, honeybee. We needed a night out, and we got it. I had fun," I tell him honestly.
"Well, once I can get over this headache, which will probably take the rest of today, and a bit of tomorrow, wanna go out for lunch?" He asks.
"Monday for lunch? Um, sure," I confirm as I take a quick look at the calendar on my phone. He closes something in the background, but something falls. He groans out of frustration, and I tell him that I'll call him later. I turn my phone off before I put it in my pocket.
I turn to head back into the dining room, but head into a wall of muscle. Dick's hands catch me from falling back. "Hey, do you need to head out or something?" He asks as he crosses his arms over chest. A very very nice chest. I stop myself from looking any further and bring my eyes to his.
"O-Oh no, it was just Jamal," I say dumbly. Dick looks at me like I'm hiding something, but in truth it's just his presence. He gives off 'I'm a very nice guy just don't piss me off' vibe. It's kinda intimidating. You mean hot. I shake off my thoughts and give him another smile.
"Well, if that's the case, wanna hang out with me for the day? I promise I don't bite," he smiles. Why is it everytime he smiles there's something mischievous about it?
"Really? I have nothing on my schedule today, so I might as well hang," I shrug. I move past him to go back into the dining room. Before I go in I stop to look back at him.
"Dick," he turns around that sound of his name. "Yeah?" He answers.
"I don't mind a little biting," I chuckle as I enter the dining room. Laughter and chatter continue to fill the room as I take my seat at the table.
"Hey are you sticking around for the day?" Cosmo asks as she pours herself some juice.
"Oh yeah. I'm sticking around," I say happily when I take a bite of a piece of bacon.
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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...
