Young Justice One Shots

Nightwing x Reader

A/N
Hi guys. It's kim. This one is a bit sad and at some parts just a LITTLE bit scary/disturbing but most of you are old enough for that so enjoy! Just a warning.

(Y/N) = Your Name

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"Babe, shh."

You sighed, shifting around the sheets to get comfortable, scooting closer to Dick. "I can't sleep,"

Your fiancé paused for a moment before pulling you closer with his muscular arms. He placed his chin on your head and his hands lied on your waist.

"I'm here," he reassured you. "You're not in this alone,"

You breathed deeply, inhaling the familiarly warming scent of his body wash. You snuggled into his chest, "I love you, Dick."

"I love you too, (Y/N). Please, get some rest."

You wanted to, for Dick. But you couldn't. How could anyone sleep at a time like this?

One of your closest teammates, Artemis, had died. She was killed by Aqualad, the League and Team's traitor.

Right after hearing about her death, you grieved. You grieved more than you'd ever grieved in your life. You cried yourself to sleep every night, and during the day you were too numb to feel. Anything.

You were still numb. You hadn't gotten more than 3 hours of sleep in days.

Artemis didn't deserve it. If anyone, it should've been you. It could've been you. You'd rather it have been you, who'd been stabbed.

But of course, Dick would not be okay. And you cared about him too much to put him through that kind of pain, leaving him here all alone.

You were thankful to have him. He'd been by your side nonstop. He'd even stopped helping Batman with Gotham City's goons, all for you.

You loved him, more than anything.

And that was why you were depressed. You couldn't do anything. You were numb, and stuck. Artemis was dead. Artemis was dead. Artemis was dead.

You still couldn't handle it, couldn't process that, one of your best friends were gone. For good. You sometimes would refuse to believe it, just to ease the pain, but it comes back.

All of this pain was overbearing. You couldn't take it anymore. Tears began to fog your vision, your hands shaking, your breath pacing. She couldn't be dead.

Dick began to fidget. You knew he was asleep now, so you carefully got out of the bed and tiptoed into the living room, and then to the kitchen, where the balcony was.

Just like all of the other nights.

The nights when you couldn't sleep you would come out here to gaze at the stars, for a sign of hope, motivation, strength, tranquility.

Usually you'd fall asleep in a heartbeat while in Dick's arms. But after your teammate's death, everything changed. You still loved to sleep with him, loved his smell, his warmth, his tight hug.

But this was different. All of those things were nothing now. It was your overthinking keeping you up at night.

Hands gripping the rail, you gazed at the ocean before you. The waves were calming. The full moon was bright, and the stars were easily visible. There were broken sand castles, old beach towels, random bottles. The lights of neighboring houses were all off. It was 2 AM after all.

(Oh yeah, by the way, you guys live in a beach house....)

"Artemis is alive. Artemis is alive. Artemis is alive." you repeated, your lip quivering as you started to break down.

She had to be. Something inside you told you she was. You had a gut feeling she wasn't dead.

But why? How? Could they have buried her alive? Why did you feel this way? How could she be alive anyways?

Your knees felt weak, your head spun. Placing a hand on your hurting head, you dropped down to the cold wood planks.

"She's dead." you breathed, and the tears came running. "She's gone. Forever."

The thought of Artemis in her grave, possibly alive, haunted you.

You sobbed on the floor of your balcony, your hands over your face. You cried so loudly you knew Dick had probably already heard you, but you didn't care at this point anymore.

You needed him.

You could hear footsteps and the balcony door creak.

The well-known feel of his chest, his smell, his warmth came rushing back to you like entering a warm room on a cold winter day.

"This is the fourth time, (Y/N)." Dick said, as he lifted you up and carried you back inside.

Even though he seemed angry, he was anything but. He knew that you'd been depressed about Artemis' death, and while he was the love of your life, this was the one time his affection had no effect on you.

You continued to cry heavily into his chest, getting tears all over his shirt. But he didn't mind.

"I-I-I'm so so-sorry," you manage to get out between sobs. You attempt to slow your breathing in order to calm yourself, but without use.

"Do not even think about saying that you are sorry," Dick insisted.

You hug him tightly, never wanting to let go.

"Artemis is gone, Dick."

"I know, baby. I know." he pats your back, calmingly.

The both of you lie together in silence for around an hour. Your crying turns to sniffling.

"(Y/N), there's something I need to tell you,"

You sit up, wiping away stray tears. "Okay," you sniffle, weakly.

Not knowing what to expect, you wait impatiently for your fiancé's explanation. Was it good or bad? It had to be a big deal considering he was telling you at this time.

The dark room was silent for a moment, you could barely make out Dick's face.

Dick took a deep breath, then pulls you back into a warm hug.

Silence.

"She's not dead,"

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A/N
Thanks for reading guys! I hope you liked it. This one was kind of sad but it was sweet too.

It's late where I am right now, so I didn't have time to re-read/edit this one so if there is anything that seems out of place please don't hesitate to tell me!

Stay traught