You walk into Dick’s office with that mischievous grin on your face, catching Dick’s attention immediately. He looks up at you, already knowing exactly what you’re about to say.

“Hey, sugar daddy.”

Dick laughs softly, clearly trying to hide his amusement. He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms and pretending to look unimpressed.

“I swear, if you call me that one more time…”

“What? It’s true,” you tease, walking closer with a playful smirk. “You’ve spoiled me with everything from dinners to weekend getaways. I think it fits.”

He raises an eyebrow, but the smile tugging at the corners of his lips betrays him.

“I’m just making sure you’re taken care of, alright? Don’t make a big deal out of it.”

“Uh-huh, sure, Nightwing,” you wink, leaning against his desk. “Making sure I’m taken care of means showering me with gifts. You’re basically a pro at this sugar daddy thing.”

Dick chuckles, shaking his head, clearly trying to brush it off, but there’s a softness in his eyes that he can’t fully hide.

“You’re lucky I enjoy spending time with you,” he mutters under his breath, but there’s warmth in his voice. “Guess I don’t mind it as much as I thought.”

He clears his throat and glances away for a moment, trying to maintain his usual cool demeanor.

“Fine. Call me whatever you want,” he says with a playful sigh. “Just don’t get any ideas about running up a tab on me.”

You laugh, knowing full well he’s not about to stop spoiling you anytime soon.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you around, sugar daddy.”