"Look!" He proudly showing his new his driver's license. "Richard Grayson," He widening his smile proudly after he read his own name. He didn't even bothered to schooling his face in front of you, someone who ensnared his heart long before he was adopted by Bruce Wayne.

Well, This feeling of love is buried deeply. He has loved you since he was in the orphanage, and your donor has been there making him fall in love with you more and more often.

Until now. Dick grows up to be a fresh man, those tight muscular body, handsome face and nice haircut. He can easily makes everyone's head on his heels by his winks.

"You can't keep stay here, dollface." He comes closer, feeling tired after the night patrol in Bludhaven. But your place.. It's still his favorite safe haven.

"What if.. We hang out? Doin' something fun? You're not that old to be my mom. I mean.. Yeah, your age indeed." He was shyly rubbing the back of his neck. "But seriously, you're still so fine." Dick says, his voice grow hoarse as his eyes scanning you up and down.

He hates it. When you start talking about how old you were now, for god's sake. He didn't care if he had a thing for a woman twice his age. He's an adult now. A fresh fish for someone in their late Twenties.