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prompt; Your work is amazing!! I love you and your stories! Can you do a Dick Grayson x reader where the reader is trying to neglect the fact that she likes him because she's self conscious? Thx! Keep on slayin!
Warning(s); self-consciousness.
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"Hey, gorgeous,"
Those were the words that always escaped Dick's chapped lips every time he saw her. Simple words that could make her heart beat loudly against her ribcage. Simple words that always make her hope rising up, she didn't want that.
She always thought that she wasn't enough, she liked him so much. She had always been.
It was hard to contain her feelings for him every time he was around. What made it worse was, they worked together, day and night. She knew about him being a Vigilante at night because she would always by his side. She also assisted him with some research.
She was also by his side every time he needed her.
But she always thought she wasn't enough.
Now wasn't much different either.
She looked into her mirror, watching her eyes through the reflection in the mirror. She spread her arms wide frowning deeply when she saw the dangling fat under her arms, her hands then reached the hem of her shirt, lifting it up before poking it with a sigh at the sight of—what she thought—her pathetic stomach.
Then her gaze landed on her thighs, not perfect enough, she told herself.
Her mind then drifted to him, the guy she had been crushing on for more than a year. She wasn't sure how it started, she just did. She fell for him. Then again, her self-consciousness always made her backs away when she had made her mind to confess her attraction.
Her self-consciousness made her push away all of her feelings far down, trying to forget them all. She always thought that he would never want someone like her, "look at you," she spoke to herself in a scoff, "no wonder he doesn't want you."
She wasn't sure how many times she had sighed, someone knocked on her door. She wouldn't mind if whoever it was could keep it down a bit.
She then made her way to the front door, opening it only to find the dark-haired male with a pair of beautiful blue eyes and plump lips she had always wanted to kiss, standing there, grinning widely showing his perfectly white teeth.
"Hey, beautiful," Dick greeted her cheerfully.
There, just like that, she could feel her heart picking up its pace, beating just as loud as it usually did.
"Dick? Come in." She stepped aside, letting him walk in before she closed the door gently behind him. She noticed he was hiding something behind his back, and she couldn't help but wonder until she stopped herself. "What are you doing here?"
Dick looked at her with adoration, yet she didn't notice it. "Here." He moved his hand from his back, a bouquet of her favorite flowers was in his grip.
She stared up at him, not blinking nor saying anything.
He cleared his throat awkwardly, "uh, you're supposed to take it."
"Oh, sorry, thank you." She gingerly took the bouquet from his hand, she could smell the fresh scent of the flowers causing a smile to crept up onto her face. "But it's not my birthday."
The feelings she had been trying to bury slowly emerged. Stop, you're not good enough, just don't.
Dick noticed the pained look on her face, his chest tightened at the sight. This was the last thing on how he wanted her to react. Clearing his throat to gain her attention, he then spoke again. "They're right," he started, "you're so oblivious."
She blinked in surprise as he led her to her couch, pushing her gently to sit down before he then settled himself beside her and put the bouquet on the table in front of them. There was a little gap between them.
"What are you talking about?"
Then she noticed it, the way he looked at her. Affection and love were visible in his eyes, how his pupils dilated, she could see herself in his eyes. That wasn't the way a friend looked at each other. It was more than that.
"No." She shook her head.
Dick's face fell and he averted his gaze from her, his heart clenched in the most painful way.
It also affected her, she then bit her lip. "Why me, Dick?"
He looked back at her, a scowl flashed across his usually cheerful face. "What?"
"Why me? I mean—I like you too, I really do. But still, why me? I'm not good enough. You can have all the girls in the whole Gotham without making any effort."
"Don't say that about yourself." He growled, surprising her and himself. "I'm not perfect, look at me. I make mistakes I have my own insecurities, Hell. When you say 'no' I was about to run away."
She only stared up at him with wide eyes, she felt his hands found her upper arms, they slid down to her hands before intertwined their fingers together. She didn't say anything else Dick took it as a chance to continue.
"The way you work so damn hard, and still smiling, what are you? Superwoman?" She giggled softly, "I've adored you ever since you came into my life, and I swear I've never said that to Babs or any other girls I've ever met. I like you more than a friend, I love the way you look, I love your voice, I love the way your eyes would close every time I make you laugh, I love the way you tuck your hair behind your ear when it stuck onto your face. I love you, for you."
She didn't realize a tear had rolled down her cheek, her eyes were glassy. They were beautiful, and he loved it. He knew so well that it was a happy tear.
At the same time, she could feel her self-consciousness slowly fading away. She couldn't stop herself from kissing him with every confidence she could muster, she was blushing indeed but it didn't stop her. Not now, not again, not ever.
He happily kissed back, his lips molded perfectly against hers. Once in a while, he would playfully bite onto her soft lower lip which earned another adorable giggle of hers before he pulled away.
"Baby, you're beautiful. I love you and I wouldn't change that for the world."
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BOYYY, SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING.
Was it okay? Did you like it? It's cheesy and a little hurried, I'm sorry. DOES IT EVEN MAKE SENSE?
AAND of course, grammar errors too. Sorry about that.
Thanks for patiently waiting,
-Lots of love, Kaz♥
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