"Hey! Don't open that!" Dick says as he immediately closed the curtains.

You were a vampire- he kept because you saved his life before letting him out of Slade's grasp. He'd lie if he didn't said he didn't develop something for you.

And the blood you need? He just takes it from the goons or thugs he'd defeated as Nightwing everynight.

"Are you okay? Nothing burned? is there?" Dick says obviously worried as he checked your pale skin. Okay still pale. He sighed in relief and hugged you tight.