Y/n- Your name
L/n - Last name
Y/nn- Your Nickname
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It was nice being apart of the Young Justice for awhile, it helped me make friends and learn about teamwork.
But, I had to leave, I was about to turn 17 and it was about time I moved on. I left the 'Goldfinch' act behind. Dont get me wrong, I love working with by protege, Black Canary, but I was getting way too old for that.
So, For the last Year and a half I have been the mysterious 'Sparrow of Star City' by night and 'Y/n L/n the Speedy Starbucks Employee by Day'.
It was Friday and I just received my oh-so-perfect paycheck. I was also following up on a mysterious led I had on the "Twelve Brothers of Silk".
Investigating the rumored meeting place, I was ambushed, brutally beaten, and delivered to Diana's doorstep as a 'warning', talk about embarrassing.
Diana freaking out was an understatement, she sent me back to the Young Justice for surveillance.
I. Was. Not. Pleased. Considering the fact that I kinda ran away from Diana and the Young Justice on 'unsettled buisness' meant awkward stares and I'm pretty sure I'm hated by everyone.
I got to the cave, a week after the ambush, and i was greeted with gasps, glares, and faces. Oh yeah, I feel SOOO welcomed right now. I walked past everyone not saying a word and brought my computer with me.
I had to look into this case more. These people weren't people you make rumors about on the streets. These arnt people you just over look when they could be in town. They are EXTREMELY DANGEROUS and must be put in prison.
I hear a knock on the door to see this Nightwing-guy. Whatever. I was kind-of expecting Dick to come and see me before everyone else. I guess that's not how things work anymore, now that I think about it, where is Dick Grayson. I remember him being Robin with 'The Bat'. Hmmm.
"Can I come in? Because we need to talk." He said.
"What do you want." I said with annoyance in my voice.
"Where did you go?" He said coming towards me. He was serious. Deadly Serious.
"Why did you pack up and leave?! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ANYONE?" He said raising his voice coming even closer. His slow pace, anger voice that was rising in volume, and his questions got my full attention. I coild feel defensive instincts kicking in. I stared at him with eyes of confusion, anger, and conflict. Who does this prick think he is?!
"WHY....didn't You tell me? We're we not friends...." he said in a softer tone.
My eyes started to soften.
"What are you talking about?" I asked avoiding most of the questions.
"Cut the Shit Y/nn! You know exactly what I'm talking about and exactly what I'm asking!" He said with anger laced in his voice.
"LOOK, I don't know who you think you are, or what imaginary right you think you have into my buisness or my personal life, or talking to me like you know me ,but, I don't have to explain A DAMN THING TO YOU." I said with venom lacing my voice.
"Actually! I do! You were my BEST FRIEND and for a year and half I was looking for you! YOU COULD AT LEAST TELL ME WHY!" He yelled.
"I DONT EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE ASSHOLE!" I retorted.
"Wha? You....dont....recognize me?" He said in a soft tone.
"NO, I DONT!" I said loudly.
He shut the door, locked it, and ripped off his mask.
"It's me Y/nn, Dick? Dick Grayson?" He said.
Oh. My god, if such an idiot! Realization hit me like a truck. I brought my hands up to my face, covering my nose and mouth. As tears started freely flowing down my cheeks.
"Oh ....my god. Dickie Bird thats you? Thats really you??" I said tearfully.
"Ya Y/nn took you long eno-" he was interrupted as I talked him in a hug.
"I'm .... so sorry I had to do that to you Dickie bird. I had too, I had too." I cried in to his chest.
He hugged me back with an agonizing squeeze. I still had bruises and cuts. All were ignored I was too happy, too shocked. He is here, right here, right in my arms.
"God, I missed you SOO much." I said.
I grabbed his head and gave him a few kisses on his forehead. I focused on his face once more with head still in my hands.
"Your just as cute, if not cuter, than I remember." I said in a soft tone. He already had a soft blush, now he was reddening.
He stared me dead in the eyes with those beautiful blue orbs, and I felt the weird feeling coming back to my stomach again.
He sat up, and adjusted right above my eye level, and he slipped a hand on my cheek. He used the other hand for balance on the wall behind me, which was coming closer each second.
The hands that were on his face, dropped down his side's, onto my lap.
The cold wall was now pressed against my back as me and Dick's noses were basically touching.
"You know what I missed the most about you?" He whispered.
"Wha-What's that?" I asked with an embarrassing stutter.
"Your smile." He said.
"Why's that?" I asked with curiosity.
"Every time you smiled or I made you laugh, it melted me on the inside, it caught me off-guard every......single.....time." He softly spoke.
In a quick movement, I brought my hands to the back of his fluffy hair and connected our lips. It was warm, smooth, sweet, soft, and fit perfectly together. It was amazing. I could feel my heart jumping out of my chest.
We separated for the over-rated oxygen when he said, "please *huff* never *huff* leave me again."
"Wouldn't *huff* dream of it." I said.
We interlocked once more, let's just say, that night went VERY WELL.
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