*Dick's pov (the next morning)*
"So what's this about?" Jason asks as Beanie hands him a cup of coffee before sitting on his lap.
"Please, have a good reason for gathering us up this early, Grayson" Damian yawns as he leans against the living room wall next to Melanie, who is barely awake on the couch.
He stretches his muscled arms before scratching his bare stomach. "If I wasn't so tired, I'd kiss you," she whispers tiredly. He leans down in response, and kisses her forehead. She yawns a 'thank you' as she lays her head on her palm.
"Since, when do you wear sweatpants?" Jason teases as Beanie leans against his shoulder and plays with his hair.
"When my girlfriend said I looked good in them" He grunts. Melanie chuckles at the small joke, before reaching for Damian to sit next to her. He takes her hand and takes the open seat beside her. Almost immediately, she snuggles next to him, and starts to sleep again.
"Eh, fair enough," Jason shrugs.
I shake my head, as I survey the living room to see if everyone is here. Katherine, Barbara, Cassandra, Stephanie, Cosmo, Damian, Melanie, Jason, Beanie, Tim, Genesis, Bruce, Selina, and Alfred. I'll talk to Acacia and Spade tonight, while Maria and Florana will be here by this evening. Tina will be coming in a few minutes, but besides that-
"The gang is all here," I mumble to myself.
"Dick, if you got us up for some bullshit, I swear we're all taking turns beating your ass flat," Kathrine warns as she sips her coffee.
"Who spat in your coffee?" Cassandra sneers. Katherine glares at her before flipping her off.
"No need to be rude about," Stephanie scoffs as she turns her attention to me. "Can we hurry this up? I don't think I can deal with Ms. Bitch's attitude," Stephanie complains. Katherine puts her drink down and starts to walk up on her. Cass holds her leg out to stop her from charging Stephanie.
"Oh my God, on a different day, you all would have been blowing up my phone to get me to chase some measly criminal. Melanie, wake up, please," I scoff. She pops out of her sleep and looks around wildly.
"Is the world ending?!" She asks. Damian glares at me and throws the couch pillow. "Thanks for waking up my girlfriend, prick," he growls as he pulls her close to him. "Damian!" Melanie glares at him.
"Hey, hey, hey! It's too early for that," Bruce grumbles as Selina starts to doze off.
"Dick, pleasssse, hurry up. All the coffee is gone, and I can feel my inner monster growling," Tim grumbles. And they call me dramatic. Genesis rolls her eyes at him before looking back at me as if she could read my mind.
"Are all of you done complaining?" I ask in frustration. They mumble in response, but I take that as a yes.
"Okay, so first off thanks for helping Tina make some money for her fashion show. She's super grateful for that," they all give a weak 'yay' before I continue. "Okay, second, Tina is in need of models for her show. She asked me to ask you, if it would be okay for you all to be the models. Actually, she was going to ask you, but she had something to take care of, so I'm asking on her behalf-"
Jason coughed "Whipped" before I finished my question. I glare at him as I finished my question. "So is it okay?" I ask slowly as I look around the room for some responses. Selina wakes up in confusion and looks at me then at Bruce. "What did he say?" She asks.
"He said if we can be models for Tina's fashion show," he answers. "Ohhh, that sounds purrfect," Selina purrs.
"I'm down. I've always wanted to let out my inner Gigi Hadid," Barabra says first. "Also, Tina makes some very comfortable clothes. I'm willing to strut them on the runway," she adds.
"I second that, sister. My bestie, can design the hell out of some clothes, and I can speak for me and the girls," Beanie agrees.
"Amen, baby," Genesis speaks up. Laughter fills the room, and I know it'll get easier from this point forward. "Oh this is so exciting! I wonder what outfit, Tina has planned?" Melanie asks in wonder.
"Do you think our daughter can be on the runway? I don't think I'm comfortable to leave her with a baby sitter," Selina asks as she rakes her hand through her short hair.
"Do I have to wear heels? I don't like heels," Katherine asks. "I'm with her. Heels are not my thing," Cass says as Cosmo nods her head in agreement. "Same, I'm more of a sweats and jeans type of girl" she says. They agree with her and start chatting.
"Mmm, I don't know. I like heels though. Just not when I'm out patrolling," Stephanie says.
"I think if you all ask Tina, I'm sure she'll make it happen," I smile. I've heard every response except for the guys. I look at Tim first.
"Hey, I've seen America's Next Top Model. I think I'd be great out on the runway," Tim smiles. "I definitely agree, babe," Genesis smirks as she kisses his cheek. "However, I don't think I'd look as good as you, G." Tim flirts. Genesis blushes before kissing him full on the lips.
"Oh dear, I haven't walked down a runway in ages," Alfred says out of nowhere. We all pause and look at him. "When was that, Old friend," Bruce asks in confusion.
"Ages ago sir. Ages ago. However, I wonder if, Ms. Remington has made new suits. I find hers highly comfortable," Alfred smiles.
"Am I the only one not willing to do this?" Jason speaks up. Damian raises his hand in agreement.
"Bruce, really?" Jason says as he notices that his hand hasn't gone up.
"I've done weirder and stranger things. I'm perfectly fine with helping walking down a runway. Plus you're coordination is a little off, Jason. This will be good practice,"he says with a shrug. Jason growls, but Bruce stops him with a look.
"I find this ridiculous. Why would I want to 'strut' down some walkway just to show off some clothes. I can just walk outside," Damian grumbles.
"Now wait a minute, I call bullshit. You guys know damn well you want to be apart of the show. Miss us with that," Barabra chuckles as everyone joins in.
"I agree. Weren't the ones watching Project Runway with us?" Tim teases.
"Okay great! Tina will be here-" the front door opens and a fuming Tina is arguing on the phone. Kat enters behind her and quickly moves to my side. "She's arguing with Jamal," she whispers to me. Immediately, I can feel my blood pressure rise.
"No No! Who do you think you're talking to?!" She yells through her phone.
"Don't tell me to shut the fuck up, you shut the fuck up! Uh uh, I won't put up with it!" She tries to hang up, but he says something that starts to make her tear up in anger. I feel my hands ball up tightly. I step forward to give him a piece of my mind, but Kat holds me back.
"EXCUSE ME?! FOR THREE FUCKING WEEKS YOU HAVEN'T HELPED ME FOR SHIT-" she stops when he says something else through the phone. "You know what, do whatever you fucking want. Call me when you're fucking sober, I have more important things to do," she hangs up her phone, and slides it in her pocket. She wipes her face and breathes in deep.
She turns to us with an obvious fake smile in place. "Good morning, everyone. Sorry for the interruption," She grins. "Tina..." I start to say, but she holds her hand up to stop me.
"Okay, so I have Flo and Maria coming in this evening. I'll explain everything to them later. Now I asked Dick to ask you all about being models for me. I know that you all have very busy schedules, but I swear if you just agree to this, I'll make it up to you," she says desperately.
"Don't worry about it, Tina. We got you," I say for all of us in the room. I wrap her in a hug, and whisper into her ear. "I got you, Ti'."
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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...
