Two Weeks

It had been two weeks since your best friend, Dick Grayson, revealed himself to you as Nightwing when he needed help patching himself up after he got hurt on patrol. He told you he loved you and disappeared into the night. You never even got the chance to tell him you felt the same

Two weeks later and you hadn't seen him. He didn't answer your calls texts and turned away whenever you made eye contact. You were starting to think he was avoiding you

You sat on your couch, curled up reading by the fire when you hear a knock at your balcony. You turn to see Dick in his full Nightwing gear, holding his side. You open the door and he stumbles in, heading straight to your bathroom where you kept your first aid kit.

{{user}}: "Dick-"

Dick: "Don't. I- I don't have time. I have to get back out there and help Jason."