dick grayson x reader ⚠︎︎ kill order

twenty-nine

" kiss me longer and harder, I want to feel the passion on your lips "

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Her past
scared her the most because out of all the darkness she'd seen, her childhood was what gave her nightmares.

"Where do I begin?" Y/n asked, flustered. Dick didn't move his hand, as he answered.

"From the beginning." It was almost funny but she didn't laugh. Y/n nodded, taking a deep breath of confidence.

"I don't remember my parents, honestly." She sighed, "I was less than two years old when Slade and the others took me."

Her hands started shaking, her tear ducts slowly producing tears as she tried to keep herself from crying. Y/n moved her hand so she could intertwine her fingers with Dick's.

"Before I could even properly form sentences, I was introduced to an assortment of weapons. They were cruel to me, Dick. There were such high expectations and whenever I disappointed them..." She trailed off, letting go of his hand to turn around.

Twisting her body, y/n grabbed Dick's forearm, showing him exactly what she was talking about.

With permission, his fingers traced up her back, feeling for himself what she had to endure. He closed his eyes, letting go of a breath.

"I would take away your scars if I could." Dick told her, as she caught her breath. She pulled Dick's hand off as she continued explaining her wicked upbringing. It was tough for her to let her walls down, but she did so nonetheless.

"They made me kill people at first but I-I was only a kid." She took a steady breath, "I was only 14." Y/n said quietly, closing her eyes and holding herself. She looked back up at Dick with pouty eyes,

"do you really think I could've turned out different if I wasn't raised by those people?" She questioned, not even knowing the answer herself. Dick nodded, putting his hand back into hers again.

They were closer now, their noses almost touching. Y/n let out a shaky breath, not realizing the tears she let slip were trailing down her cheeks.

"I promise you-- deep down, you're a good person." As y/n shook her head in protest, Dick grabbed her side of her face with his hand, looking deeper into her e/c eyes.

"You don't know that." She argued but didn't bother moving away. She liked how little space was between them. Dick's jaw clenched for a second before loosing up.

"You have to forgive yourself y/n." He pleaded, sighing, "trust me, I've seen evil and I've looked at it dead in the eyes." He paused again, scanning every unique feature on her face.

"And you are not evil." He told her and something clicked for y/n, she trusted what he was telling her. She realized that Slade and the others had molded her into person she was but at the end of the day she was so much more. She could be merciful, compassionate and she wanted to be loved.

In the spur of the moment, y/n brushed the tips of their noses. Dick didn't say anything, he knew what was happening and he didn't stop it. Y/n bravely dove in, softly placing her lips onto his. Her heart felt as if it had stopped beating, until she felt a surge of energy as his lips pushed back onto her.

It was something he'd been waiting to do since he first met her and now that it was happening, Dick was gentle. This was unlike any kiss he'd experienced before, he had a feeling in his gut; like someone had exploded Fourth of July fireworks inside of him.

With his free hand, he carefully grabbed the back of her head, twisting a strand of her hair between his fingers.

Pulling back for air, y/n avoiding eye contact, caught her breath. Clearly, the awkward tension between them was inevitable.

Dick stood up from his seat, scratching the back of his neck like nothing had happened.

"I've got to check some work emails." He mentioned before hesitantly walking away and out of the bat cave.

Y/n was alone again not knowing if she regretted what she'd just done. She stared back at the screen, sighing, getting back into the groove, eventually getting the final list of possible suspects.

She just hoped that one of the handful of names meant something to Dick and Bruce because if not they were in a lot of trouble.