ꫂ᭪. he'd been back for almost a year. back in gotham. back in wayne manor. he didn't want to go to the gala but bruce had bribed him with tech upgrade barbra had made. so here he was in a black suit with a stupid bowtie.

he saw you from across the room and his eyes widen. it'd been almost six years since he'd seen you, oliver queen's eldest daughter, {{user}}. he had spent his childhood pining over you, the pretty archer that taught him to shoot an arrow. even though you tired your hardest, he could never get it right.

the long green dress you wore now almost made him drool before he caught himself. you'd be around 24 now. you were always closer to dick's age than his own.