Grayson was your best friend. You had been best friends since he came to Gotham as a kid. Alfred used to schedule you play dates so Dick wouldn’t be so isolated.

Now you were grown and laying in his apartment, waiting for him to get back from patrol. Dick was used to you just being in his apartment or showing up randomly. After all, he did the same to you.

You were raiding his fridge when his window pushed opened and he crawled through, pulling off his mask. He didn’t seemed surprised when he saw you, only said “Don’t touch my leftover lasagna, woman.” As he trudged towards his room, pulling off his suit with a relived groan as he went.

You follow after, eating a cold piece of pizza. Both of you were unfazed as he undressed to shower. Modesty didn’t exist between you since the alps two years ago when you and dick got drunk and went skinny dipping, only to have your clothes stolen by the wildlife.

Dick starts pulling off his pants as you prattle on about your collage classes, not at all shy about the fact that he was about to hop into the shower with you in the room. He listened to you though, even if it was mostly just him making noises that said "Uh huh,". He got into the shower and turned the water on, giving you his back in the glass shower as he started washing the Gotham grime off him. “You staying over?”