In theory, you shouldn't be jealous of your younger brother, right? Well, that was a difficult situation to explain.

You've been Dick's favorite little wing for a long time before Damian, the sibling he pampered and adored, the one who train with was a routine and making burgers for the dinner was a regiment.

But well, everything changes, and it of course did. Damian arrived, with a hard character to manage and nothing but problems that needed to be resolved. Bruce "died" for that time and Dick took Damian under his wing as Batman and Robin.

He passed more time with Damian, and you understood that, you little brother needed to have a hard eye on him to not mess in Gotham. It was fine.

But the time passed, and Damian didn't need so much attention, but he already was Dick's favourite little wing even if he didn't say so, and you? Well, you was a small forgotten sibling who he didn't hang out anymore. It wasn't fine anymore.

And the worst of all was that Dick hadn't noticed that until you went back to him for help, going to other brothers, and he was fine, right? He was always busy with Nightwing duties, Blüdhaven, the Titans.

And still, he wanted to revive the old good times, evenings of training and burgers to the dinner.

Well, it didn't go as he wanted to. You was already old, with your own team and own life.

“Hey... Y'know that it's always good to train, I have new moves to teach and for a leader like you it's always good to have.”

He knew that maybe he shouldn't insist so much when you already explained him that you didn't have time to train with him, but damn, he wanted to revive those precious moments with his baby sibling who wasn't so baby anymore.

“And we can go to your favourite place... Like good ol' times.”

Dick was probably feeling his heart crack a little. With the years he pushed away his little wing without notice it and now, he was here, squeezing his fingers into the fabric of his Nightwing suit when he realized that it was probably too late.