Dick Grayson x Reader

Chapter eleven.

Pov Dick

It was around two in the morning when I woke up to stomping on the steps and then by Damian yelling at Tim from down stairs.

"HOW DARE YOU GIVE ME OUT, DRAKE!" Damian yelled while getting his staff ready to fight.

"You would of died if I didn't call you out!" Tim said while readjusting the white t-shirt.

"I WOULD OF DIED EITHER WAY DRAKE! WE WERE SO CLOSE OF CATCHING HIM AND YOU F*CKING RUIN IT!"

"Okay. But element of surprise doesn't mean to get killed while doing it!" Tim said calmly as if Damian wasn't yelling at him.

"will you two SHUT THE HELL UP!" Jason yelled while sitting up on the couch rubbing his eyes.

"NO! Joker got out AGAIN AND WHEN I WAS ABOUT TO ATTACK HIM CAUSING HIM TO GET A COMA DRAKE DECIDES TO RUIN THE ELEMENT OF SURPRISE GETTING ME HURT!" Damian yelled back while walking Tim in the head with his metal staff. Tim rubbed his head before shooting Damian with a death look. Jason just stared in shock then it turned into anger.

"HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TIMOTHY!" Jason yelled while pouncing on Tim's back pinning him to the ground. Damian and Jason were hurting Tim so badly I had to do something. I ran down the stairs and stared at them.

"Guys stop that or your going to wake up y/n." I say while rubbing me eyes.

"F*CK YOU Y/N!" Damian yelled up the stairs.

"F*CK YOU TO DAMIAN!" Y/n yelled back.

She quietly crept over the corner and gave the middle finger to him and went back to her room. Everyone stopped and stared at where she was, then looked back at Damian then we all looked at each other.

"This means war!" Damian whispered to everyone giving me and Tim the death glare. He dragged Jason up the stairs and Tim looked at them with hate in his eyes.

"I'm going to make a plan so we can follow!" Tim said while pounding his fist on the floor. He got up and dusted himself off.

"wait but I'm not....." I started to say just Tim had already went up the steps.

"I'm not on anyone's side....." I said quietly, as I dragged myself up the stairs. I went in my room to see Tim working on the desk that I had. I went on my bed and just looked at the ceiling.

"This is going to be a long day isn't it."

"Yes Dick. Yes it is." Tim said while chewing on the other eraser.

Pov y/n
You bolted up to shouting. It was 2:30 in the and you were pissed of not getting your full 12 hours. You decided to get up and see what was going on. You were creeping silently.

'Creep walking in my slippers 'cause I don't wear my Jordan's to sleep.' You hummed quietly. You couldn't process things and all you heard was things that didn't make since.

"Momma, just killed a man. Put a gun against his head pulled the trigger now he's dead."

"I would never save you!"

"Shut the front door."

"How dare you do that to Tim Oakly."

"Be sad before you eat Y/n."

"F*CK YOU Y/N!" You heard Damian say loud and clear, almost as he knew you were their. You got even more pissed and rose out of the corner shadow and yelled it back, with a middle finger.

The scene you saw was unbelievable. Damian was pounding Tim with what it looked like a paper towel roll, Jason was holding Tim down and Dick was trying to get Damian to stop. You just rolled your eyes and walked back to your bed not being able to process things correctly so you thought it was just a big dream. You face planted onto your bed having you sprained hand behind your back. Then you quickly fall asleep.