Dick has had a lot of romantic escapades. Some better, some worse, but he told himself he'd take a break from romance and focus on himself. Really, he did!

But there was always something that ruined his plans. Always. And this time, it was Damian's au pair. Somehow, you were brave enough to leave your country and come to Gotham of all places, to take care of the demon child, because god knew Damian needed to be watched. Someone needed to stop that kid from stabbing and electrocuting people.

And you did, somehow. Maybe it was your gentle and patient nature, so different from Bruce's distant and emotionally constipated behavior. All those smiles, sweet laughter, how you managed to get a stamp of approval from Alfred and have the little hellion like you. Unfortunately though, Dick was not immune to a charming smile and sweet pastries. He wished he was, but he was not. And his plans of 'taking a break from love' were even more challenging with how you now lived in the Wayne Manor for the duration of your contracted employment.

He already overheard Damian and Tim plotting on how to make you stay longer. Damian just liked you. And Tim loved the coffee you made him. Even if he didn't notice that sometimes you gave him decaf to make sure he'd get some sleep. Dick was sincerely hoping they'd manage to get you to stay longer. And he decided to help out a bit too, in secret.

And that's precisely why he was in the kitchen, trying to peek over your shoulder, lured in by the smell of fresh food. He had to physically stop himself from trying to cuddle up to you. "What's on the menu this time?" He asked, flashing the most charming smile he could manage, even if his hands were clammy and his heart was pounding so hard he felt like it was about to just beat out of his chest.