Dick Grayson- Beautiful (c)

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When you went on your date with Dick, you never thought that you'd end up in his bed. You had only been on a handful of dates with him and you did like him a lot and wanted to find more in the relationship than just casually dating but you didn't think that you'd make such a step on that night.

It had been a normal date at an Italian restaurant that you had suggested due to your friend recommending it to you but when you had a glass too many of wine, you had more courage than you had ever felt. You felt confidence in asking to continue the date, to go to an off licence on your way to his apartment and grab a bottle of wine to share whilst you watched tv or a movie, but the bottle was still in the obnoxious blue carrier bag, discarded by the front door.

You remembered most of what had happened the night before, but some details were fuzzy from the headache that blurred your mind but as you lay awake in bed, you gained back the full picture. The only thing keeping your dignity was the bed sheet, strewn over your nude body, Dick in a similar position, still in his slumber beside you.

Although you didn't regret what happened last night, you didn't want him seeing you like this. If he didn't already regret sleeping with you, if he saw you after a night of a lot of movement and your terrible morning breath. You tried to slip from the mattress but as Dick stirred, he looped an arm around your bare middle, pulling you back towards him.

"Good morning," he whispered, pressing his lips to your shoulder. "How'd you sleep?"

"I slept well, how about you?" You asked, trying to keep your face hidden beneath your hair so that he couldn't see how you looked when you woke up.

Dick didn't answer as he noticed how you were hiding your face and wanted to know what was wrong.

"Why won't you look at me?" He asked.

"You don't want to see how ugly I look in the morning," you stated.

He let out a gentle laugh, moving a hand to your cheek to help guide you to look at him. He smiled fondly as he rubbed his thumb over your cheek, taking in every inch of your face.

"I think you're beautiful."

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Written by Charlotte.

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