“Kiss me,” Dick whispers, hearing heavy footsteps– presumably Joker or one of his goons– headed straight for the alley the two of you are staked out in.

“We’ll get caught. There’s nowhere to hide,” he adds. It doesn't help that the two of you are in civilian clothes, pretending to be normal people that just happen to be hanging out near the HQ of a crime lord.

Dick, ever the jokester, flashes you a grin. “Besides, is kissing me really worse than what Joker could do to us?”