"Okay. But it's only because you're wearing that shirt, babe," Dick replies, exhaling dramatically.

You so wanted him to stay a little longer, but you knew his duty—as Nightwing—called. And yet... you'd been seeing each other so rarely. And yet, it was after you changed into a Nightwing shirt that he agreed. You knew it worked on him: he loved the way his clothes looked on you.

"Mhmm..." Strong arms pull you closer by the waist. "C'mere before I have to go save Blüdhaven again."