DC/Young Justice Imagines (REQUEST OPEN!!!)

🌑🐤Nightwing/Dick Grayson🌑🐤

Nightwing and Reader in hand-to-hand combat while training in Mt. Justice.

The Fight:

I clenched my fists, ready for our upcoming fight. Nightwing had one disadvantage in this duel. The ex-Boy Wonder tended to lift up his left heel when he was about to punch. I could use that.

However, he did have a huge advantage. BATMAN trained him.

Don't get me wrong. Black Canary is a kïck-äss fighter and mentor but Batman had this 'no-one-can-beat-me' thing going on.

Welp. I guess today we see if the (S/N) can beat Nightwing.

Obviously for  (S/N) take into account you are Black Canary's prodigy. So like...Blue Canary or Siren. Something to do with screaming and stuff.

Today was the day.

I would finally beat him.

Come on, (Y/N)! Get psyched! What is Nightwing always says? Get traught!

"(Y/N)! You ready?" Nightwing smirked at me and I nodded, firmly. My calm demeanor hid my nervous interior. I had been on this team with him for over five years and not once had I 'matted' him.

"The question is, are you?" He chuckled and got into a fighting stance. His butt perfectly framed. What? Sue me! His butt is perfect.

Also the fact that I had a huge crush on him tended to make me stare at him a lot.

"Always." (HP REFERENCE...sorry...continue)

We both walked onto the mat, Nightwing was, as always, suited up while I wore a (F/C) tank top and grey sweats for ultimate comfort! And flexibility but more important, comfort. My bare feet felt the sleek electronic mat which would not hesitate to tell me I failed.

I looked up at my undefeated opponent. His whole exterior calm. It made my heart skip a beat.

His blue and black suit hugged every muscle he had spent years developing. I couldn't help it. I took a long, appreciative look.

His coal black hair fell, a little, over his black mask and he ran his gloved hands through it to push it back.

I raised my fists and lowered my body. My (H/L) (H/C) had been freed from its constraints and I furiously tried to keep it behind my ears.

There it was! His left heel! I ducked and as he punched forward I kicked forward. My foot landing square in his abdomen and Nightwing keeled over a little but bounced back.

"Good. But more power in your attack." I gritted my pearly teeth and faked left. He took the bait and ducked right. Right into a well-aimed, well-powered kick to the chest.

"Nightwing. Fail." I heard the electronic voice which confirmed I had won. 

"Better?" I asked as I loomed over his fallen body.

"Funny." I couldn't hold it anymore. I jumped up with glee.

"I finally won!" I jumped again which was my first mistake. My bare feet landed and immediately had two strong hands wrapped around them.

Nightwing, literally, pulled my feet from under me and I fell forward. My smaller body landed on his strong, muscular chest.

"Son of a gun. That hurt." I glared at Nightwing while his goofy grin remained on his perfect plump lips.

"(S/N). Fail" My face turned bright red as I heard the very unelectronic voice from behind me. I slowly turned and saw a smirking Robin.

"Rob! Not f-funny." I stuttered as I finally realised my whole body was pressed against Nightwing's. Robin continued to laugh and so did Nightwing.

"Watch it, Grayson." I covered my mouth quickly when I realised I used his surname. "Sorry." I blushed.

"You're so damn cute when you blush." My heart just sped faster than The Flash.

"Nu-uh." I whined and tried to get up and slipped due to my embarrassment. "Goddammit. How do I get up?" Mostly speaking to myself.

"I'm gonna go. You two have fun." Tim winked and left. I growled a little under my breath at the Robin.

"Let me help you." Dick pulled me up with him, this did not help the red spreading across my face.

"T-thanks." I stuttered again. Dick looked at me. He pulled off one of his gloves and moved a piece of hair behind my ear.

I gulped as he cupped my cheek. My whole body felt like it was tingling.

"Why are you so goddamn cute?" He said as he lowered his lips to mine and kissed me passionately. After a few minutes we came up for air. "Quite a set of lungs on you, (Y/S)?"

"I am the (S/N), Grayson." He chuckled which my heart skip a beat and pulled me in for another kiss.

First imagine...DONE! So exciting. Not as exciting as YOUNG JUSTICE SEASON 3 but pretty close. 😆