Dick Grayson Imagines

Unexpected Casualties

    Y/N'S POV

  When Nightwing pulled himself in through my window, I said,"Rough night, Nightwing?"

  He said,"Y/N, not tonight. Not tonight, okay? I don't mean anything rude by that. I just... something happened."

  He gave me a kiss before he headed upstairs. 

  I followed him, and he said,"I'll tell you about it after I get cleaned up."

  I nodded before I took a seat on the bed. I waited for him to shower and then get dressed. He closed the bathroom door behind him, and then he laid down across my lap.
  He just closed his eyes as he remained silent. When he opened his eyes for just a couple of seconds, I could tell that he had been crying.

  I frowned before I asked him,"Wing, what happened? Is this about Bruce? Jason? Alfred? Tim? Damian?"

  Dick shook his head before he answered,"Some people didn't make it out, Y/N, and... and I heard them screaming for help. When I tried to go back in, the building collapsed. I could've done something, N/N. I should've-"

  "No. That building would have taken you with them. There was no way that you could have made it in there and then out of there without taking some major or life-changing injury. You can't save everyone, Grayson. You're still a human being. You still have your own limits. You still have things that even you can't do."

  Tears poured down his face, and he took my hands in his own, squeezing them tightly. Dick buried his face in my lap as he began to cry.
  This was the first time that I had ever heard him cry. I felt like there were times when he came close to it, but he always held it in. In this particular case, Dick just couldn't hold it in anymore.

  Immediately, I changed our position to where I was holding him in my arms. I whispered encouraging words to him, and I even gave him kisses every once in a while.
  Eventually, his cries came to a halt, and he fell asleep. I figured that I would get him some tea, water, or just something to keep him from passing out. I doubt that he ate anything before he got here.

  When I tried to get up, he said,"No. Y/N, please stay. I need to know that you're here."

  I replied,"I'm always on your side. I will always be here for you. You have to know that, Grayson, which is why I have to fix you something to eat and to drink. I'll be right back."

  Dick hesitated, yet he let me go. I fixed him some spaghetti and a cup of tea before I brought it back to him. I woke him back up just so he could fill his stomach with something.
  I wasn't really sure what Dick ate, but this was the best that I could do right now. He didn't turn the food away, which made me happy. He ate the spaghetti so quickly and drank the tea in a matter of seconds before he handed the cup and the plate back to me.

  He chuckled before he said,"Sorry. That was really good. Thank you."

  I nodded, and Dick took the plate and the cup out of my hands. He put them both down on the nightstand, and then he pulled me into his arms.
 
  He kissed my forehead before he intertwined his fingers with my own.

  I managed to wipe a couple of tears on his face before he said,"You won't leave me alone, will you?"

  I said,"Never. Go to sleep. I love you."

  "I love you, too, Y/N. Okay."

  I chuckled, but then I smiled at Dick not arguing with me. I knew him well enough to know that he was smiling at this very moment.

...

  The next morning, Dick was getting ready to go help Bruce at Arkham Asylum.
 
  Nightwing fixed his suit, and I helped him out before I said,"Richard?"

  "Hmm?"

  He looked up at me, and I said,"Promise me that you won't let what happened control what happens from now on. You're great at what you do, and you are needed. I need to know that you're going to try to move on."

  He pecked my lips before he said,"I promise you, Y/N, that I will try to move on."

  I smiled at him, and he said,"Promise me that Nightwing is still your favorite."

  I giggled before I said,"Grayson, Nightwing is still my favorite superhero. I can promise you that."

  Dick sent me a wink before he left.

  I chuckled before I said to myself,"He'll be fine."