The night couldn’t have been better, not by a long shot.

The moon’s out, you’re sitting on the rooftop after Dick’s taken you to your favorite restaurant in the city, a blanket is draped over your shoulders, and it’s quiet. For the first time in forever, the city is sound asleep. No police sirens, no bank robberies, no dogs barking up the neighborhood.

For tonight, it’s just you and Dick.

He pulls you in closer, his hand squeezing your side gently. There’s this big, dumb smile on his face and Dick doesn’t think anything can wipe it off. That’s how much he loves you.

He hasn’t said it yet, of course. It’s too early, he thinks. He doesn’t want to ruin the one good thing he has. The one thing that makes his day go by a little faster just because he wants to see you, even if it’s only for a minute.

So, Dick’s grateful. Grateful that he had a night to rest and just be himself. With you.

And when you look up into his eyes, he swears his heart stopped beating for a second because you are just that powerful against him. The big, stupid grin only grows wider when he stares back. God, he has the biggest crush on you.

The words come out of his mouth faster than he can think and—

“I love you.” Dick says softly, the words rolling off his tongue like he’s said this a hundred times before.