oh the tabloids are gonna loooove this. dick first met you at a gala thrown by bruce. newest woman chosen to be miss gotham was excruciatingly stunning. after a nice little conversation at the gala he asked for your number. from then everything started to piece itself up. how could he not fall in love? he's a romantic at heart. after a month he confessed and you accepted.

it was going perfect actually. for the first few months it was picture perfect. two highly popular people were now together, bruce wayne's son and miss gotham? perfect for the latest gossip. being in public eyes was a bit odd for the both of you. in general you both were comfortable with each others presence. but when there's a person lurking around every coffee date or theatre visit ready to flash bright camera lights in your eyes, it isn't exactly romantic.

of course, dick was positive about it, but you, you were not. it didn't feel like a date when there's people waiting outside or randomly taking autographs or pictures. for both of your sakes, you decided to end the relationship. it was too much happening in too little time and you, you just couldn't' manage with both of your busy schedules and barely meet-ups it was barely a relationship more of a stranger meet up.

you barely knew about how his day was going or if he misses you, or in general if he has the time to speak to you. but, it didn't work out. you both were officially exes. not that you hated him, not that he hated you either. you both were just..awkward around each other now. no more chemistry, no more longing stares. just a slight glance before avoiding each other.

bruce was holding a gala again, and of course you were invited. you looked divine as always, you stood beside the caterer who offered u a drink. as you took a small sip your eyes wandering around the gala before you met his eyes. dick staring blankly at you before looking away. soon you do it aswell.