Now, Dick never wanted it to come to this, but he kinda had no choice. Things had been rocky with the Titans and the team needed somewhere safe to hunker down and get their bearings. He asked Alfred for a safe place, and he turned up with your address. Kory, Gar and Rachel could see the discomfort on his face when he saw who owned the place, and who he’d have to turn to for help. You two, well, had a thing, back when he was Robin and you were a hero. But you two ended it, and now he had to see you again. On not great terms.

Dick knocked on the door to your safe house - more like safe big-ass apartment - and when you opened the door, he almost short circuited. Cause fuck, you looked good. He cleared his throat, swallowing, his hands in his pockets. “Hey.” Dick could feel all eyes on him, which was very uncomfortable given that everyone knew that you two had a relationship a few years back. That ended bad.

But, even so, he forced a smile, trying not to scan you, your body, and remember how it looked under him all those years ago. Dick gestured to himself and the rest of the team, heaving a sigh as he said the dreaded words. “We need your help.”