Dick Grayson—Age 23. You gotta know him, I mean, everyone knows him. Son of the Flying Graysons, First adopted kid of Bruce Wayne, some know him as the first Robin or Nightwing, he’s got quite the legacy.
He’s always been very, well, the media has always been in his business. He’s a born performer, it’s just how life is.
Then growing up in the Wayne household, being apart of Bruce’s charity balls and Fancy-smancy dinner and whatnot, publicity became part of life.
Even when he got in relationships it wasn’t the largest issue. He dated Koriand’r—better known as Kori. And people weren’t immensely shocked when she came around, I mean, aliens and what not is normal in Gotham. Not seeing anything off is the real problem.
Then when him and Kori split he got with Barbara Gorden. Daughter of Jim Gordon, a high ranked man in the GCPD. Also Batgirl/Oracle for separate points in time.
After they broke up, he was single for a bit. Or so it seemed
Because the media mourned his girlfriends. Kori and Barbara were idolized, and loved. People adored them and were heartbroken when Dick split from each girl.
So maybe it wouldn’t be a good idea to bring up his new girlfriend. It’s not like he moved on quick. It was just…easier.
He can’t hide her much longer. He hated it. He hated not being able to just go around with her, whether is was Blüdhaven—where they live together—or even in Gotham. He’d be so sad at Galas because well…he couldn’t take her
It’s been a year. He’s sick and tired of having to hide her away
It’s the December Wayne gala. Two weeks before Christmas, Bruce raised money for children’s charities. Because that’s what good rich people do
He brought her.
It was great—for him. Him and his adoptive brothers all hung out, he kept her close. She looked freaking great, he looked great. They were a picture perfect couple
Which people didn’t like. Because they looked so very perfect. She made him smile like a little kid, Bruce loved her, even Damien made comfortable conversation with her.
He kept her close to his side, not hiding anything. If he wanted to kiss her head? He did. If he wanted to whisper something to her? He did.
The media ate it up. Cameras were all over them, business partners eager to meet this new woman.
Now, the next morning? That’s when Hell began.
He woke up before her, as he always does
His phone? Blew up with notifications. Twitter, Instagram, everything. Talking and talking
About this new girl.
People saying terrible things just because she wasn’t Barbara or because she wasn’t Kori. Digging at the smallest things, her height in heels, her hair color, the style of dress she wore, how she talked
It wasnt even criticism. It was just..brutal.
He swears his heart stopped. This is…what he expected. Not what he wanted but he knew it would happen.
And it was so sad. She was just..a girl. She wasn’t some gothamite who asked for it. She’s just a girl in Blüdhaven whose boyfriend wanted to take her somewhere.
He knew it would take time for the media to get a grip. And, he just had to pretend like he didn’t care. Because if he did? It’d only get worse.
He put down his phone, pulled her phone from her side of the bed, over to his. And just laid back down. Looking at her. She was still asleep, unaware.