Dick Grayson Imagines

Just Be Honest

   Y/N'S POV

  Out of anyone else who could've been assigned to protect me, I had received Dick Grayson. Why couldn't Tim, Jason, or even Damian do it? Not that I hated Dick or anything, but because he kept playing with my emotions. One minute, he wanted me around. The next, he wanted me as far away as I possibly could be from him.
  Right now, he had no choice but to be close to me, but I was tired of receiving the silent treatment from him. So, I marched into my bedroom, and he was on the phone. I took his phone before I ended the call. Then, I put his phone in one of my drawers. 

  Dick said,"Hey!"

  I said,"You're talking to me. Sit down, Grayson. Now."

  Instead of challenging me, Dick sat back down, but then he sighed before he said,"Y/N, I really should be keeping an eye on what's going on around your house. Someone could be-"

  I cut him off by saying,"Grayson, I don't care. If someone tries to break in while we're talking, then we'll deal with it. But I need you to just be honest with me: Do you love me?"

  Dick said,"Y/N, what does this have to do with-"

  "Grayson, answer the question."

  Dick nodded before he answered,"I do love you. It's why I'm trying to protect you."

  I sat down beside Dick as I said,"Pushing me away doesn't make me feel like you do love me, Grayson."

  Dick reached up slowly, resting his hand on my face as he said,"I'm sorry, Y/N. I don't do it on purpose. I just get scared that I'll be the reason something happens to you."

  I hugged his neck as I told him,"It hurts me when you act like I don't exist or that you don't love me. I know that you're just trying to keep me out of harm's way, but just stay close to me."

  Dick asked me,"May I kiss you?"

  "That depends. Are you going to ask me to go to Metropolis with you afterwards?"

  Dick chuckled before he said,"That sounds like a good idea."

  I rolled my eyes as I said,"Watch it, Grayson."

  Dick leaned on me, and I kissed his jaw before I said,"You may kiss me."

  Dick smiled before he gave me a short kiss. When he pulled away from the kiss, he shivered, and I chuckled.

  I said,"No more silent treatment either, okay?"

  Dick said,"Okay. Then, you can't talk about my hair."

  I ran my fingers through his hair as I said,"Okay, Dick. I won't make fun of your hair anymore. Do you think that someone could attack me in here?"

  Dick wasn't expecting the question that I had just asked him, but he nuzzled his nose against my own as he answered,"No, I wouldn't let them get to you."

  "Are you just messing with me, Grayson?"

  "No, Y/N, I'm not."