Night-Shots (Oneshots)

A None Kryptonian Super - Part 1 - BruDick.

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A/N: I know I changed the oneshot photo but I didn't want the Prologue to be focused on Brudick. Just Dick's upbringing with the super family. 

Side Note: Dick's around 24-25 during this part of his life. 

Living in blüdhaven didn't mean that Dick stayed away from Gotham completely. Gotham held a lot of Galas and for Dick's male escort carer, it meant a lot of rich people needed a date. He never slept with costumers,  no matter how tempting or connected he felt with some. He didn't sleep with those he worked for, he merely escorted them and acted as a date, a friend or whatever they had hired for him that didn't involve anything sexual. 

Dick knew not many thought highly over the job. Most assumed it was no different from the working ladies on the streets. But Dick held boundaries and some of his costumers weren't always rich, his paycheck could be under a hundred or in the hundreds depending on his employer. 

He's met up with people who were anti-social and wanting to become better around others. He's met with past victims who wanted to do nothing more than try and hold hands. He's been just a friend for some to talk with or go on walks with. 

He's helped people as a male escort and he's been a mere stranger that some needed in their life so they could move forward with their lives. 

He normally charged richer costumers more since they normally wanted the fancy dates, expensive suits and needing him to pretend to be whatever they've lied over this time. The ricker were more demanding, hired longer and normally used Dick as a boy toy to show off until he gained his payment and could leave. 

It was a paying job that kept a roof over his head, the fridge full and the heating on. It kept water running and while his loft apartment wasn't the nicest, he did live in blüdhaven. He also used some of the money to drop anonymous donations to suffering victims he's saved as Nightwing or towards meals for those stuck on the streets or shelters in desperate need of whatever anyone could give. 

Nightwing didn't need to worry over any super shopping problems since Kon was happy to lend him his own Justice League membership card to order stuff from Wayne enterprise when needed. No one questioned over SB's extra hero suits and gadgets that he's never been seen wearing or using.  A handful of Justice League members allow none members to use their cards.

The escort business helped a lot with Dick's night life. He overheard secret, business deals and recognized criminal faces mixed with certain crowds. He got to stand as a inside spy and gain useful information or clues for his Nightwing duties. 

Hence Dick was wearing a stiff and money smelling suit that was well fitting and made him looking absolutely stunning in as always. He was at a gala with Gotham, not daring to actual drink anything but bottled water poured in a glass and none of the food. He's watched enough of Gotham news to know how often the Galas are messed with to dare try anything served. 

He wasn't sure where his date had went. Today it was a man pass the middle age line and starting to bald while growing rather round in the waistline. He was rather handsy and saw people as prizes not as human beings half the time. He'd been known for using his money to gain models or good looking people as his partners.