Faking It | Dick Grayson

Chapter 9: Say 'yes'

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Eleanor's P.O.V.

"Eleanor, will you be my girlfriend?"

Shit.

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After Dick asked that he was met with silence. My eyes had widened for a millisecond, but it didn't last long since I was kind of prepared for it. I saw it coming, even though I wanted to deny it. No, my eyes weren't widened anymore, instead my whole face expression turned into a mixure of sadness and displeasure. I frowned as I avoided his eyes that were intensely looking at me with hope.

"Dick..." I managed to say, still avoiding his eyes. "You already know my answer."

He reached for my chin and turned me so I could face him. I felt awkward with the situation I was in, still avoiding his eyes but feeling them on me.

"No, I don't." he said, determined.

I sighed. "I want to stay friends. Can't you just leave it at that?" I answered him, making the mistake of locking eyes with him. I was immediately mesmerised by his crystalised blue orbs, but did not let it show.

"No." he offered me a loving smile. "I came prepared for your immediate rejection and I plan to keep on asking until you say yes." he justified. I was not prepared for his next move as he brought his hand close to my face and gently caressed my cheek. "Because I know you have feelings for me too." he softly explained.

I lightly glared at him. "Don't be so full of yourself." I pushed his hand away from my face, even though I really liked it, and stood up. I crossed my arms as I walked by the door, distancing myself from him.

"I'm just saying the truth." I rolled my eyes as he smirked at me.

"I didn't know you had that big of an ego." I replied.

He simply chuckled as he stood up and walked towards me, stopping inches away from me and trapping me under his hipnotising gaze.

"Eleanor, I really, really like you and I want you to be my girlfriend. I won't believe you if you say that you don't like me back, so tell me why you're really rejecting me." his words were aimed to be sympathetic and understanding, but I could detect more to it. I didn't exactly know what, but I didn't like it either.

"There is no other reason, I just don't feel the same way!" I tried to sound annoyed so it'd seem like I was telling the truth.

He didn't respond for a while, he just stared at me. He seemed like he was thinking something. Suddenly, his warm smile turned into a playful smirk. He got even closer, so close I could feel the heat of his breath on my skin. Not knowing how to react I stayed still.

"Prove it." he suddenly said.

I was confused, but before I could ask him what he meant by that he spoke again.

"I'm going to kiss you. If you don't like me then don't kiss back." he smirked at me.

My eyes widened at his words before they turned into a soft glare. "There's no way I'm letting you k-" his lips touched mine before I could finish the sentence, my eyes widening once again.

The idiot! How dare he?!

As I was about to push him off of me, he softly bit my downer lip, causing me to lightly gasp and for him to slip his tongue inside my mouth, claiming its dominance. He was clearly an expert at this kind of things, trust me when I say that I could tell. He was an amazing kisser, not that I had much experience on the matter... or any, so to speak.

I tried to resist the urge but as my eyelids started to slowly fall, my body to relax and my hands to slide up his body and lay against his chest, I kissed back without even realising it. He immediately responded by deepening the kiss and exploring my mouth further.

In one word it simply felt... majestic.

I hate him for that.

Alas, as we were both humans who needed oxygen to survive, we finally parted our lips, breaking the kiss so we could breath.

I was basically panting for breath as he seemed unphased by how long we were kissing. He looked like he could hold his breath for a lot longer. Then again, he was a playboy with plenty of experience.

Or probably a vigilante with crazy, intense training.

I could basically hear Carina's voice butt in with her crazy theories in the back of my head.

He smiled at me in a weird way I never saw him look at me before. It was a sort of a soft, loving smile, only more intense.

"You kissed back." he said happily.

I blushed from both anger and embarassement. How could I have been so weak and stupid as to give in?!

"The answer is still no." I decided to reply.

"Why." he demanded to know, slowly wrapping his arms around my waist. My hands were still laying on his chest and it made me all the more embarassed.

"Because..." I started, avoiding his eyes again.

"Because... what?" he pressed.

I closed my eyes trying to decide on what to tell him.

Of course and I want to be with Dick. Of course and I want to spent more time with him and have the privilage of calling him mine. But I can't. Not with Batman and his aliases looking into me. Not with Dasan so close by. Not with him. I can't put Dick in danger.

"B-because I already told you about this stalker a-and for all we know he could be some violent psycopath! If he saw you with me you could be in danger. I won't allow that." I turned to meet his eyes, determination on my own.

He smiled at me in a confident way. "I'm willing to risk it."

"You're an idiot!"

"Then an idiot I shall be, as long as I get to be your idiot." he sent me a flirtirious smile and a wink at the end.

I reddened at his words. What a smooth idiot...

"This isn't funny Dick. I care about you, I don't want you to get hurt. Especially not because of me." I frowned at him.

He sent me a reassuring smile. "El, this is Gotham. I've seen more horrific things than you can imagine. I've been in danger plenty of times. If I managed to survive this long then I'm sure I'll continue to, especially now that I have you to put more meaning into my life and will." his words touched me yet again.

I loved it every time he called me El. It was his nickname for me that only he called me and the thought of that made me feel... I won't even describe it, it's too embarrassing. It's stupid and pathetic.

I managed to show him a small smile. "By now I'm sure you read all that stuff you say somewhere. Maybe a cheesy book called 'How to Flirt 101'. It's the only explaination for being so smooth and yet so corny." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Don't look too much into it, it's natural talent." he flashed me a cocky smile.

I chuckled at him but my smile quickly changed to a frown. "Dick, it's not just that..." I pushed away from him and hugged myself as I put some distance into our bodies.

"Then what else?" he asked me, eager to convince me to say yes.

I didn't know whether I should do this, whether I should ask him. I didn't really believe it myself, but I had to take every precaution.

I sighed as I decided to go for it.

"It's just, some things have come to my attention and... well..." I locked eyes with him. He was curious to see what I had to say, his eyes were begging me to continue my sentence. "I need to ask you a question and I want you to be honest with me." I told him.

He moved closer to me, his eyes softening and trying to reassure me. "Of course." he immediately said on instinct.

I took a deep breath before I finally asked him what might have been the silliest question.

"Are you working with Batman?"