Dick Grayson One-Shots { requests open }

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𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗽 (𝗶𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝘆): sambucky; birdflash

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 1191

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: Dick gets sent to an alternative universe and chills w sambucky for a bit lol (tfatws spoilers up to episode 2)

𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: n/a

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"This place is a shithole," Sam laughed amusedly, looking around at Bucky's near-bare apartment for the first time.

Bucky, suddenly defensive, crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend, "I don't think this is what my therapist meant when she said it would be good for us to spend more quality time together."

"Then maybe you shouldn't live in such a shithole," Sam retorted sarcastically. He had a cocky grin on his face, but that same grin faltered when he saw the pillow and blanket laying about on the floor. He looked back up at the former assassin with a cocked eyebrow, "You've been alive 108 years and you don't have enough money for a bed? That's pretty sad, dude."

Bucky rolled his eyes with a soft scoff, "I didn't bring you here to judge me, Sam. If I wanted judgement, I'd go see my therapist."

Sam held his hands up in surrender, "Fine, fine. Let's just get this little slumber party over so I can get back to work."

"Yeah," Bucky smiled dryly. "I'd hate for you to miss that rush your ego gets when you fly around foreign countries like a fucking bird hero. You're worse than Stark, you know that?"

Sam just smirked and sauntered around the small living space, "I mean, if people want to cheer my name in the streets, I don't got any place stopping them. The people want what the people want, Buck."

Bucky exhaled sharply, "You fuckin' egotistical maniac..."

Sam wiggled his eyebrows, "You know you love me."

Bucky scoffed, "I really, really don't."

Sam started to retaliate but was promptly interrupted by a loud crack and a flash of light taking over the entire apartment. Papers and pillows flew around everywhere and the wind was so loud, you'd think you were trapped in a tornado.

Somehow during the confusion, Bucky ended up latched onto Sam's hip, making it very awkward when the light faded away and it was just two super-dudes hugging in a living room. Well, just two super-dudes plus some random kid watching them with a panicked confusion.

"Who are you?!" the kid asked, wide-eyed.

Bucky and Sam exchanged a look, promptly removed themselves from each other, and returned their gaze to the, perhaps, twenty-year-old standing in Bucky's living room.

"Uh, you first," Bucky replied a bit more calmly than could be expected. But, honestly, he'd had weirder shit happen in his life. He wasn't surprised nor was he worried. Seriously, what could this five-ten kid in spandex do that hadn't already been done to the assassin?

The kid looked almost funnily frightened, shuffling about like a wrestler in a staged match. His raven curls bounced up and down, the whites of his masked eyes were wide, and his hands, raised in front of him in fists, trembled anxiously. "I'm not telling you anything until you tell me where I am and who you are."

Sam and Bucky exchanged, yet, another look.

"You seriously don't know who we are?" Sam asked with a cocked eyebrow, looking back at the young man in front of them.

"Am I supposed to?" the kid asked, voice high-pitched with fear and laced with a beautiful accent that Bucky recognized as Romanian.

"Uh," Sam chuckled, gesturing to himself first then to Bucky, "Falcon, world renowned hero and savior of men. Bucky Barnes, former assassin and original baby boomer."

If anything, the kid looked even more confused.

"You aren't from around here, are you?" Sam finally asked.

The mask-clad boy gave a subtle shake of his head, "Not unless this is Gotham and/or Blüdhaven."

At this, Sam's eyes widened a bit, "Wait... like Gotham Gotham? Batman's Gotham?"

"You know it?" the boy sounded hopeful. "And, just to be clear, Bats isn't the only hero in Gotham nor does he own it so maybe stop with the 'Batman's Gotham' stuff."

For the first time since the kid arrived, Bucky and Sam were thoroughly shocked. The latter raked his eyes over their new acquaintances' black and blue uniform, brown eyes comparable to saucers as the reality of the situation clicked in his mind.

"Wait..." Sam started slowly, "you aren't... Nightwing, are you?"

An excited grin spread on Nightwing's face, "You know me! Ah, this is awesome! I told Bats Nightwing had potential! We aren't even in Blüdhaven and you know who I am!"

Whilst the young man was going about with his excitement, Bucky had turned to Sam with a smirk, "I never would've taken you for a nerd, Sam. What? You got a comic book collection at home?"

Sam shrugged with a cocky smile, "Maybe I do, maybe I don't. You'll never know."

Bucky shook his head to himself as Sam grinned and turned back to the superhero in front of them. "So, if you're Nightwing, that would also make you the first Robin, Richard Grayson."

The grin immediately fell from Richard's face and was replaced with something like horror, "You... you know my identity? Fuck, Bats is gonna kill me..."

Sam frowned, "Say, which universe are you from, kid? It's not the one where Bruce kidnapped you and made you eat rats in the Batcave, is it?"

The whites in Richard's mask widened, "I have so many questions about what you just said but I'm gonna start with universe? You- you're saying this is a different universe?"

Sam nodded, "Yup. Here, you aren't real. You and your friends are comic books— complete fiction."

Richard's mouth hung open in shock, "S- so- like- everyone here just... knows everything about me? And- and everyone else in the League?"

Sam nodded again, a wide grin on his face, "Yup." He inched closer to the frightened teen, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Uh..." Richard took several steps back, "I guess so?"

Sam watched him eagerly, "Are you and Wally West together? 'Cause my sister and I have a bet going. I say you are, she says you're not."

For the first time since he arrived, Richard looked somewhat at ease, "Walls- yeah, yeah, he's my boyfriend. A boyfriend that I have to get back to. So, uh, where exactly am I and how do I get home?"

"I knew it!" Sam exclaimed with a laugh, only settling down when Bucky pushed him to the side with a sigh.

"Sorry about him. He has no filter," the solider apologized. "Look, we'll help you get home, kid. But you might wanna lose the suit first. If Sam is any indication, you're pretty famous here."

"Oh," the boy smiled nervously before removing his mask, bright-blue eyes suddenly staring back at the couple in front of him. "Uh, I'm Richard Grayson but you can call me Dick."

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