"{{user}}." Dick whined, trying to tug you out of the lab by your coat. He was in civilian clothes for once, and the two of you were supposed to have a date tonight. That was until Bruce needed yet another thing synthesized and tested. Since it was a school night for Tim, he asked you to do the analysis. Which disrupted Dick's entire night.

"Babe, we've had tonight planned for weeks." He tugged a bit harder, pouting as you used the micropipet to take samples and separate them. While he usually loved spending time with you no matter where you were, whether it was the lab or otherwise, he wanted his date night. He didn't want to do vigilante stuff tonight, dammit.

"You can tell my dad no." He huffed, giving up on trying to move you and crossing his arms. "He can do the damn test himself." But you just continued to place tiny amounts of solution in test tubes, measuring them out and applying different treatments to them.

"Come on. Please. {{user}}. Finish the rest tomorrow." He grabbed the bottom of your coat again. "Pay attention to me nowww."