Dick Grayson one shots

The world is taller than Dick Grayson

Low key proud of myself for finishing requests before working on the other 20 or so random drafts I have. Anyway, this one is for lampterracoon Enjoy!!

Dick swung sloppily back toward his apartment, clipping a building with his shoulder before making a shaky landing on his balcony.

He ran a hand through his hair and carefully disabled his security before sliding in through the window.

Dick fell against the wall with a small oof, resting there for a moment before stripping off his suit and collapsing onto his bed.

His stomach ached, but it had given up on grumbling a while ago. Money had been extremely tight lately.

His car had been stolen, and he could hardly afford another one, let alone the increased insurance he was now paying. Rent had gone up too, and it didn't help that he could only work part time if he wanted to get any sleep at all...

Why was being an adult so hard?

Dick shifted, choosing to ignore his hunger for now and drifted off to sleep.

—

Dick was awoken to the buzzing of his phone. He checked the time and groaned. What on earth was Jason doing calling him at 3am? "Hello? He answered groggily."

"Hey shortstack," Jason replied, his smugness clear in his voice. "Have a free moment for some quality time with your favorite brother?"

Dick grumbled something under his breath. "What do you need?" He asked, knowing Jason didn't just want to 'hang'. Much more likely was that he needed help with some mission or another.

"Oooooooh, you're good," Jason said, voice filled with sarcasm. "It's a small gig, shouldn't be too big of a deal. My intel says no more than 40 thugs. I've heard rumors of hostages though."

Dick sighed and climbed out of bed, ignoring the lightheadedness that accompanied the action. "You want someone there just in case," he said, hoping Jason understood just how unenthused about this he was.

"Pweeeeeeeeese?" Jason said. Dick could imagine the weak attempt of puppy dog eyes his brother was most likely giving the phone. "I'll even buy you breakfast after," Jason said, trying to sweeten up the deal.

By now Dick was once again in full costume. "Send me the address and I'll head over," he said.

"Rodger that Dickie," Jason replied, saluting aggressively even though Dick couldn't see him.

Dick rolled his eyes and ended the call.

—

"Is it just me or do you keep getting shorter?" Jason asked from his position of peering over Dick's head.

Dick flushed. "Stop," he mumbled.

"No, I'm actually being serious right now. Last I checked both the replacement and demon were taller than you," Jason said. "How long has it been since they stopped asking you to grab things off of shelves for them?"

Dick's face turned a darker shade of red. "Can we just focus on whatever this mission is please," he he muttered.

Jason smirked. "Whatever you say shortstack."

Dick shot him an embarrassed glare.

"Right, right. The mission," Jason said with a "I'll draw fire, you check out the hostage situation and get anyone out who might be there."

Dick nodded, watching as Jason jumped away, following when he heard the gunshots.

—

When Dick returned from freeing the 3 police officers who'd been bound and gagged in the back of the warehouse things weren't looking good for Jason.