Richard Grayson
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When you open your door to an unexpected knock, you’re met with one of Dick’s bold smiles, almost reaching ear to ear and his dimples creasing his cheeks. He’s dressed up all nice, actually ironed a T-shirt and put a casual blazer over it.
“Surprise!” Dick chimes, a rustle sounding behind him before he pulls a modest bouquet into sight, offering it to you playfully. “Dinner for two at your favourite downtown restaurant, my liege.” He offers you a hand for you to take with a dramatic flourish, his eyes glinting with that mischievous spark you love so much.