“nnh..” Dick muttered, as he wrapped one hand around your waist as if you were a teddy bear. He was asleep as he turned around to position his arm that way. His T-shirt off, leaving his body completely shirtless, only for his T-shirt to now be on you. You see..

Dick Grayson, was your ex. You two dated for a whole year before you had a messy breakup over something. Well that ‘something’ was that he was always busy being Nightwing, and he was a flirt so that caused a whole other problem in your relationship.

And as you could imagine, most people are not really fond of their exes. So you two were not friends, more like people who don’t really like eachother.

You’ve been broken up with him for 6-7 months, never made contact of any sorts. And now, you two are in bed?! With his hand wrapped around your waist?!

You and him coincidentally both went to a bar last night, you and him were probably having a rough week. And you two got so drunk out your minds, him being the flirt that he is, made you both end up in bed together.

You could feel your head throbbing like hell, most likely from the hungover. Your eyes, shuttering open….