Paris: Book 1 (Nightwing X OC X Red Hood)

Chaper 13

Jason had taken me to the back room so we can talk alone. I had nothing else to say, I'm not stealing anything for him, and that's it!

"Something's wrong," He noticed. Sitting down on the edge of the bed and watching me. "What is it?"

"I'm fine, Jason." He glares up at me, and I look into my closet. "I just need to get ready for tonight."

"Afterwards, we'll speak about —"

"The next person on our list." Our eyes met, and Jason stands up now.

"I can have my team help us, Artemis can get information just as quickly for you." So that was her name, Artemis.

"Since when did this become group project?" I snapped. "Hades said for it to be us,if not me."

"I figured we could use the help." Jason explained, "working alone can only get you so far."

"We have time to take care of those guys," Jason held my hands. "Just help me with Black Mask."

"Why not use your precious Artemis?" I retort. "She's good at gathering info."

"She's not good at stealing stuff, which is your area of expertise." He compliments, before kissing my neck.

"Why didn't you step up to her?" I ask.

"She wouldn't let me live it down." His breath was hot on my skin.

"So you chose to please her versus me?" I ask. 

"I just didn't want to fight," He says. "I didn't expect them to follow me."

"But they did." I say, before he kisses my chest. "and you didn't tell them that you needed to be alone."

"It was fine if they did or not." I pushed him away again.

"It does matter! " I yelled out. "For once I wanted you to myself, while I was stuck listen to Dick and Bruce go down memory lane together singing 80's pop music. I've wanted you alone with no other team, Just Jason and Paris! For once, out if all the crazy shit that's going on, I just wanted to one person I love to talk to me like I'm the only thing he's ever wanted. But you just don't see that, you probably never will."

I opened the door for him, while wiping my face. I didn't mean to snap like that, but I did. I just wanted some sort of peace ,but Jason wasn't listening. 

Jason had left without much word. My hands were  shaking and the moment I had heard them all leave, I had began to cry.

The night of the party, I had dressed in something very revealing. A white top that was cropped and cut on my sides as well as cute white jeans. My heels were Christan Dior. Dick was my escort, but the way he held onto me; I was more like his date.

"You look really beautiful tonight,Paris." He says in ear making sure I heard him over the loud music. It sounded much louder than he intended it to be. The room was bigger than the lobby of the hotel, and just behind the massive double doors in the kitchen. The room was covered with people and line lights all around the room. Speakers blaring different types of music, from rap to techno— and even Dubstep. I remember learning how to dance to this type of music, it was with a group of B-boys and B-girls just outside of southern Gotham.  "It won't be long until Donavon has his eyes on you."

I nod. While mingle to the dance floor with dancing with some girls. I can see Dick standing by the blue light. I was smiling as I moved, the music taking me and never letting go. I would dance until I could not feel a thing. I turned around and Saw Dick standing close to me, and we had danced together. His smile was everything I needed now, every warmth, every sunshine, every happiness. We did a little teasing and I grind my ass against his hips, I can feel him waking up.  Dick was grinning as he held my hips.