Dangerous Love ➢ Dick Grayson X Reader (On Hold)

Kept A Secret

For the past two weeks, I've secretly gone to see Richard. I would tell Father I was going out with a few friends, surprisingly he believed and let me go. I was now laying in Richard's bed, he was on his computer searching for connections to apparent abductions.

"Anything?" I asked still laying in bed, lazily looking over at him.

"No. I should go to my hideout and search there. I'll have more access to things from there." He stood up and stretched a bit. His back muscles popping out more. I bit my lip, trying to stop myself from pouncing on him right there and then.

"That would be easier, and I should start heading back. Father might be waiting and getting suspicious." I sat up and stretched, a yawn erupting in my throat.

"Why are you working with Deathstroke?" He suddenly asked me.

"Because..I have to. It's- Just try not to get too involved into my business, okay?" I stood from the bed and walked over to him.

"Fine." He sighed and headed to his closet.

I changed back into my clothes, not bothering to button my jeans. My sweatshirt covered it so it wasn't noticeable. I slipped on my flats and headed for the door, before I could reach it, I was pulled back and pressed against a firm chest. I looked up at Richard, him smiling down at me. I went on my tippy toes and pecked his lips, as I went to stand fully back on my feet, he pulled me back up and kissed me passionately. His hands on my waist, pulling me as close as possible. My hands went up his chest and into his hair, then hung around his neck.

      Soon Richard slowly pulled away, with a sad look on his face as he went to let me go. I gave him one more peck and then walked out. I walked down the halls of the apartment and rapidly walked down the stairs. Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, I bumped into someone. I was about to curse them out when I realized who they were.

"Apologies, Bruce." I wiped off the nonexistent dirt off of him.

"It's fine. What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be Star City with your dad?" He asked.

"I-I was just visiting a friend. What are you doing here?" I knew the answer but I just wanted to make it decently believable.

"I'm here to see someone."

"Ooh, Brucie has a date~?" I gleed.

"It's a guy." He puffed.

"I didn't know you were into men." I jokingly whispered.

"(Y/N)." He said in a warning tone.

"I'm kidding!" I giggled.

"It's good to see you again. How's your family?"

"Same here. We're fine, you know, doing family things. Going out together, having fun, pissing off parents. The normal." I tried to sound as calm and casual as possible.

"That's good. Well, I should get going." He nodded and started walking up stairs.

Bruce's P.O.V

I walked up the stairs to Dick's apartment. The halls were silent, the only sound around was the clicks of my shoes on the wooden panels. The silence was nice, comforting. The building was slightly humid due to the Summer's heat, I continued my way up until reaching the floor Dick lived on.

I knocked on his door and waited for it to open. The door swung open with a half naked Dick in the doorway.

"Oh, hey, Bruce. What are you doing here?" He asked fixing his pants.

"Did you know (Y/N) was in town?" Was the only thing I said.

"Sh-She is?!" He had the biggest smile on his face. I simply nodded. Dick moved out the way, letting me in. I walked in and sat on his couch, leaning back more.

"Is that all you came for or is there more?" He sat down next to me.

"I believe Red Tornado told you about the sudden kidnappings, am I correct?" Dick nodded.

"I was gonna head to my hideout and see if I have a better chance connecting the kids and see why they're getting taken." He informed.

"We should go then." I stood back up and headed to the door.

Your P.O.V

      I unlocked the door to the house, the smell of burning food hitting my face. I ran into the kitchen seeing Mother pull out a tray of who-knows-what out of the oven.

"Mother." I called out to her.

"Oh! You scared me! Don't do that when I have a hot tray in my hands." She scolded.

"Sorry, Mother. Here, give it to me." I walked over to her, grabbing the tray, and placing it on the counter.

Over the four years, my parents trained me to become stronger. The way they trained me was by torture. When we would do Hand-To-Hand Combat, Father would cut me numerous times to try and speed up my healing. Then, when trying to concentrate on surroundings, he would shoot different parts of my body when I got it wrong. It took many trainings to fully become what I became, but it was worth it. I am unstoppable, but I'm not gonna let that get to my head. Even the biggest and baddest people get taken down eventually.

      I left the tray there and headed up to my bedroom to change. I threw on a pair of sweats and a wife-beater. I put my hair up into a messy bun and threw myself onto my bed, instantly falling back to sleep.

Time Skip

I was walking down the long hallway of the submarine of Black Manta. I was told I was meeting his son and was going to be sent out with him for a mission. I never knew Manta had a son, I wondered what he looked like.

      I finally reached Black Manta's office. I knocked three times and waited. The door opened showing me TWO Black Mantas.

"That's my son, Frostbite. Relax, you are not hallucinating." Black Manta told me.

      I nodded and stood in front of him, with his son soon walking to his side. For some reason, Manta's son had a familiar vibe even though I can't see his face.

"As you know, I want you to go out with my son, to prove his trust and honesty. We all know The Team will be there to keep an eye out. I want you to watch my son, protect him if anything and report back to me. Understood?" Manta explained.

"Yes, Sir. Not trying to evade privacy, Sir, but can I look at your son's face?" I said with confidence and seriousness.

"I am not the one to ask." He motioned towards his son.

"Very well."

'That voice is so familiar..'

      He slowly lifted the large helmet off his head. His skin was darkly tanned, his neck had gills, lips were large and looked very soft. The bottom half of his hair was buzzed cut and bleach blonde, the top was bare. His eyes shined with beautiful blue. Once I took in his features, I realized who this was, I knew him, he was a friend.

      It was...

"Kaldur.."