Requested by
MichGrayson (giant DC fan, go follow her account!)
Hi, new reader here! :) I just read all your imagines and I loved them!
For my request could I have one where the reader is Batgirl and she hasn't heard of Dick ever since he left Batman? Both of them had feelings for each other but were too young to confess them...
Hope you can make it! 🙈 Thanks! ❤
YOUR POV
I sit in bed, trying to delete all the useless crap on my phone. In the room next to me, Jason is blaring rock music (for a reason I do not know), and I can't hear myself think. At all. I clench my fists. Can't take it anymore. I wish Dick was here. Whatever. He's probably dating someone new now. As soon as that thought enters my brain, I get up and walk to Jason's room.
"WILL YOU KEEP IT DOWN!" (I realise I sounded a lot like Percy Weasley, but fuck it.) Jason looks at me, and then his Bluetooth speaker, and then at me again, and says, "Oh, I didn't know it was so loud, sorry!"
I storm back to my room. Deciding to make myself feel even crappier, I look at all the old texts from Dick, and the tears start falling. I counted only twenty 'I love you' on that phone. Only twenty. But he never actually told me. Or kissed me. We didn't even have sex. All he did was comfort me and stand up for me when I got made fun of. Maybe he didn't even want me around.
And then I decide to make my life even worse than it already is. I call Dick. Why did I ever do that?
"You have reached the voicemail of Dick Grayson, please leave a message," My heart shatters. He changed the voicemail. We had one when we were kids. I still have it. Hi, this is Dick, and Y/N, please leave a messageeeeee! And then we would burst out laughing on the receiver. He promised he would keep it when he left. He promised. Still, I leave a message.
"Dick, please come home, please, Jason's so annoying and Damian's changed so much, Dick, baby please come home," I say, choking back tears, my voice breaking.
That night, I dream that I was back at the circus. Except... I was Dick, and Dick was me. And he was the one falling. And I didn't ---- couldn't catch him.
"DICK!" I scream, waking up, sobbing, sweating, only to face three pairs of eyes. Dami, Jason, and Tim. Then, a voice at the back of the room.
"Does she do that regularly?"
My heart stops, and I think I just died inside.
The others start to leave, and it's like a romantic movie.
"You --- got --- the --- voicemail," I say.
"I had to come back, you were crying," Dick says sheepishly.
"Alright, people, can we have a romantic moment later? It's FUCKING midnight! Wrap it up, this isn't Love Island or some shit! And I'm hungry, Alfred," Jason says, from the back of the room.
Dick looks at me and sighs.
"JASON!" He yells, turning his attention on his younger brother, which for once, I don't mind.
"What? I'm hungry," he says.
I smile and laugh.
"Okay, we'll leave, go have sex or something, whatever, come on boys, that kid is rated R,"
"Just like old times," I say, as Dick pushes me down.
"Except last time, we didn't have sex," Dick says, smirking at my helplessness.
