Lolita 𐐪𐑂 Dick Grayson

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I jogged past Dick and went to unlock the door. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand to get rid of any saliva residue and greeted the delivery guy. As he told me the total, I turned back to go fetch money from the kitchen but Dick was quick to come up from behind.

I watched as he handed the guy a fifty dollar bill and took the pizza from his hand. Before I could interfere with Dick paying, Dick quickly kicked the door shut after telling the guy to have a great rest of his night.

I stood there in disbelief as Dick turned around with a pep in his swing. He smiled at me and placed the pizza down. I went to the pizza box and shook my head at him.

"I was going to take you out but I guess not" Dick confessed, his fingers tapping the pizza box.

"Dick, the point of me telling you to come over was for me to treat you on your birthday" I emphasized the your part to make it through his head that I was supposed to pay and not him. But I didn't want him to think I was mad so I rolled my eyes and opened the box.

"I got your favorite" I mumbled behind the cardboard box, revealing the pizza covered in pink sauce, chicken pieces, mushrooms and extra spinach, just how he liked it.

Dicks smile only grew and his blue eyes hid behind his eyelids. I closed the box and went into the kitchen to get us plates and cups.

As I went to go pass him a plate, I saw him already eating out the box.

"Dig in birthday boy, not that you need me to tell you" I told him, mumbling the last part as I watched him devour a slice in three bites.

"Sorry" Dick muttered with a mouth filled of pizza. I sighed, laughing at the corner of his mouth already covered in the pizza sauce. I grabbed water bottles from the fridge knowing Dick was constantly trying to stay healthy for his occupation as city protector.

I sat on a chair near Dick but frankly to him I wasn't close enough. I went to open my water bottle but quickly stopped as I felt my seat get dragged towards him. I held onto the counter and once our legs touched, Dick pulled his hand from under the chair and pushed the pizza box in front of me.

Who knew so much could happen in a week, that's what my conversation with Dick concluded. And honestly, I missed having these talks with him. They could be so simple yet they would add onto the reasons why I was so infatuated with him.

"You know this Wednesday when you stormed out my class," Dick began. I stopped chewing on my food and finished Dicks sentence.

"I did not storm out your class" I snickered, hitting his bicep softly.

"You did" Dick sassed, turning his body so he could raise both his eyebrows at me. I grabbed his face with my hand and pushed it away from me in a joking manner.

"No," I explained, "You said I could leave class early and I did" I motioned with my hands.

"Ok, whatever, as I was saying" Dick chuckled and proceeded to take a sip out of his water bottle. I shut up and placed my chin in the palm of hand as my elbow propped me up.

"I heard a song that reminded me of you" Dick said, this time looking in front of him and not me. I tried looking into his eyes but failed as he kept his gaze away from me.

"What was the song?" I asked, placing my hand on his lap. This caught his attention. His head turned to the side and he finally looked at me. I stayed silent wanting him to answer. Dick flashed me his infamous smile before he rested his heads in his hands to hide from me.

"It was um, by Taylor swift" Dick dropped his hands and couldn't contain his giddy self, "It went 'you're mine, mine, mine' " Dick finished, laughing at his failed attempt of singing.