Dick Grayson
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    When you reached him, he took your hands in his, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. “You’re breathtaking,” he whispered, his voice low enough for only you to hear.

    The ceremony flew by in a blur of laughter and happy tears. Vows were exchanged, each word spoken straight from the heart. Dick’s promise to always be there for you, to protect you and love you unconditionally, brought tears to your eyes. Your promise to be his anchor, his safe haven in a world of chaos, made him smile wider than you’d ever seen.

    When the officiant finally declared you married, Dick didn’t wait for permission to kiss you. He dipped you in true acrobatic fashion, his lips meeting yours with a passion that left you breathless. The crowd erupted in cheers, but for that moment, it was just the two of you.

    Later, at the reception, he twirled you around the dance floor like you were the only thing that mattered. “I never thought I’d get this,” he admitted, his forehead resting against yours as you swayed to the music. “A life like this. With you.”