Nightwing x Reader|| Devilish Grayson (lemon)

Ugh

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"Ugh"

I finally get into my apartment after a long gruelling day at work and close the dark wooden door behind me. I flip the switch and pot lights around my roof dimly light my living room space. It's a pretty classy looking place and it's exactly suited to my personality. My feet hurt like all hell and I'm feeling very ready to punch someone in the damn face but at least I'm finally back home. I drop my purse on the glass coffee table and head to the bathroom. Maybe a bath would help relieve myself from my torture. Inside the bathroom I can't help but marvel at myself in the large bathroom mirror. My (H/C) hair all done up in a bun, my (E/C) eyes. Sometimes I hate it all but I have to admit I'm pretty damn attractive, sexy even. Men constantly stare and marvel at me as if I was some prize to be won. I sway my sexy hips like an idiot in the mirror for a while looking at myself in my tight burgundy dress. I can't blame them what man wouldn't want curves like this? I finally draw myself a bath and slowly undress myself until my bare form is exposed into the cool air. I've been living in Blüdhaven for 2 years now but it always seems so new to me as if I've been just thrown into this new life. At least things haven't been all bad. I have a beautiful apartment with an amazing view, a great job and plus I have... him. I finally get to rest my head as my naked body settles into the warm bath. "Mmmmmm" I let out a little hum as I feel the warmth on my body while I lean my head back on the edge of the tub. Oh shit it's relaxing. Dick Grayson has been my best friend for the past 2 years. Yes the billionaires ward who looks like he should be an underwear model/male stripper is my best friend. He's there for me when I need him. A shoulder to cry on and someone who can make me laugh. I'm so lucky to have him. Then again I don't have him, not in the way I'd like to. He's charming, he's smooth, he's generous, he's handsome, he's sooooooo damn handsome oh god and he's not mine. The only thing that would make this bath any better would be him. Maybe he can feed me grapes while I run my hands over his muscular body. Thoughts of him invade my mind before I make myself snap back into reality. He's just a friend. My best friend. That's all. Why do I feel this way? I feel like just a little girl with a crush. I'm so stupid. When I'm around him my heart pounds, I get so damn horny and I can barely think. Am I bad for having these feelings for someone who's in a relationship? Dick is with Barbara Gordon the police commissioner of Gothams daughter. Ugh I hate her. She's pretty, well kept, bright and has that charming boy wrapped around her finger. My thoughts are disrupted by a knock at the door. "Shit." I mutter as I now need to get out of this bath and get the door. I get out and wrap a towel tightly around my body. I open the door to see him. His handsome face, messy black hair and gorgeous blue eyes. He has the kind of eyes that can swallow you whole. His eyes always showed such emotion, they could be warm and kind as well as intense and intimidating. This time they were...sad. He wore black jeans, a dark blue sweatshirt and a black motorcycle jacket. He looked defeated and down. He said nothing. "Dick? What's wrong?" I finally say before I'm surprised by him wrapping his strong arms around me in embrace. It feels so good. I could melt into his touch. I begin to blush as I'm suddenly more aware that I'm wearing nothing but a towel. His hands are on my almost naked body holding me against his muscular chest. His head rests upon my shoulder. He finally speaks in his smooth voice. "We broke up"