Only You.

CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

"Finally..." Dick muttered out as he mounted his motorbike and began to ride down the road back to Gotham.

He was pretty tired from all the fighting and the investigations he had to conduct, which left him with an aching and sore body.

But now he was done and had completed everything he needed to do for the safety of the citizens.

Taking his phone out for the first time in a couple of days, he opened it and saw some unread messages that he wasn't able to check since he was busy.

A large smile graced his face when he saw it was Juri that texted him.

Swee🤎gem: what up bitch

Sweet 🤎gem: jk I would never call you a bitch

Sweet🤎gem: bitch

Sweet🤎gem: anyway when you come back from your mission thingy my mom made some arrangements for u and your fam to come over

Sweet🤎gem: which is next week Wednesday u should be back before then hopefully

Sweet🤎gem: Bruce will tell you all the deets since I don't know and I'm heading over there from Germany so I'll see you then fr

Sweet🤎gem: luv you

Sweet🤎gem: ew I'm never typing that again u didn't see it

He chuckled at this and saw an attachment to one of her messages to rate something.

Tapping on it he saw the picture of Juri in the rose gold dress, putting up a middle finger with a cocky, toothy grin on her face.

Tightly wrapped around every corner of her body, shaping her ass out and pushing her breasts up slightly making her cleavage exposed.

He stared at the picture as he slowed down a slight bit, the hold on the handles of the bike loosening.

He let out a sigh.

'Have I been missing her that much?' He questioned, looking away from the picture for a moment to calm himself down.

He flicked his eyes up to the date shown on his phone, his eyes bulged out of his sockets as he let out a curse.

It was a Wednesday and 2:48 am.

Accelerating, he sped down the road as fast as he could. Not knowing when they might be leaving for the flight to wherever they were to meet Juri's family.

He heard beeping from his communicator on his ear, tapping it lightly he unmuted it.

"Are you on your way back?" He heard Bruce ask.

"Yep, possibly around 20." Dick replied, rolling his neck to the side.

"We are at the airport right now, flight's in 55 minutes, your things have been packed so don't bother about that."

"Alfred really is the best."

"Singing my praises, Master Dick?"

"Better than Plàcido Domingo."

"When you get here take the far back entrance, Jason will be there." Bruce informed.

"You don't seem like you're being swarmed by reporters." Dick chuckled.

"Surprisingly. Her family have everything planned out really well, there is quite literally nobody here." He said, glancing around and saw that there were no other civilians in sight at the part of the waiting area they were at.

"Damian, stop trying to stab Tim- anyway we'll be waiting for you here." He said.

"See you guys there." Dick said, tapping the communicator.