Dick Grayson x A Little Cold

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~Imagine having to take care of Dick while he has the flu~

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You were in the kitchen making dinner when you felt a pair of eyes watching you. You turned to look over your shoulder. "For someone who sneaks around on rooftops for a living you're awful at being quiet." He poked his head from behind the corner to look at you.

"Ouch." He scrunched his face. "I just wanna watch you cook! I'm beyond bored just laying around." He whined as he reached out to grab your hands.

You laughed and pulled away. "Not uh you have the flu I am not letting you near dinner." He crossed his arms and began to pout. You shook your head with a grin. "Go back in our room and lay down until it's ready." He knew he didn't stand a chance against you so he walked back and from a distance you heard him put the TV on.

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About 45 minutes had gone by, and the quiet atmosphere made you grow suspicious. You finally put dinner on the table. "Hey Dick, the foods ready."

"Uh—okay I'll be right there." You decided to head down the hallway to see what was taking him so long, and caught him looking for something in particular.

You leaned against the door frame. "Do you need help?" You grinned as he continued searching through your drawers.

"No I uh—" His eyes looked up at you defeated. "—come on (Y/n). You know it's my turn to go on patrol tonight." He sighed. "Did you actually hide my suit?" He pushed back in all of the open drawers.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" You crossed your arms and looked at the annoyed boy, still grinning.

"You so did! Give it back." He stood up and walked towards you.

"Sorry, I can't do that." You threw your arms around his neck and grinned at how he agitated he was growing by the minute.

He groaned. "What am I gonna do if Bruce yells at me?" The tired boy looked down at you, and pouted.

"I'll call Jason, and tell him to go on patrol for you. He owes me one anyway." You gently brushed the stray hairs out of his face.

"You don't have to go through all this trouble (y/n). I'm fine, really." You smiled at how confident he was trying to be.

"I'm sure you are, but let's play it safe, shall we?" You nodded agreeing with him as you patted his chest lightly. "Lets go eat." He sighed and followed you back to the kitchen. Sitting down at the table you both started to eat dinner. It was quiet at first, but the silence between the both of you wasn't uncomfortable in the slightest. Dick was however smiling uncontrollably. "What's that smile for?" He looked up at you.

"I'm just happy that you really care." You tilted your head. "Plus this soup is really good." He took another spoonful.

"Of course I'm going to care that you're sick. I don't need you getting me sick too!" You heard him chuckle as you stood up to put your bowl in the dishwasher. He came up behind you and stuck his bowl in too. "What do you wanna do?" He shrugged his shoulders.

"We could watch a movie?" You loved the idea of you two sitting on the couch coddled up with one another.

"I say that's a great idea." You smiled as he headed for the couch. Jumping over it and sitting down he waited patiently for you to come over and join him. You shook your head at what he had just done as you walked towards him. "What do you wanna watch?"

You sat down and watched him snake his arm around you pulling you closer to him. "You pick." He handed you the remote.

"Are you going to let me pick and then get annoyed at what we watch?" You looked up at him and watched as he scrunched his face.

You were waiting for him to give you a solid answer. "No—" He groaned.

"That's what you said last time." You sat up and crossed your arms as you glared at him.

"Just pick out a movie." You kept looking at him waiting for you to just take the remote away from you. "I promise I won't complain." He mumbled lowly.

"What was that?" You put your hand to your ear.

"I said I promise I won't complain." This time his response was much louder, and you smiled.

You leaned into him and laid your head in the crook of his neck. "Good because we're watching The Little Prince." To your surprise he didn't groan at what you had just chose. "What? No commentary to add?" You looked up at him and saw that he was already completely entranced in the movie.

He hummed. "You say something?" He whispered lowly as his focus was still on the screen.

"Nope. Not a peep." You smiled to yourself knowing that this time you had picked a good movie to watch.

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You opened your eyes slowly and saw that the tv was off and you felt an arm wrapped around you. You looked up and saw that Dick was fast asleep. Turning your head to the side table you saw that it was now 4 in the morning. You tried to move but felt his grip tighten and he wouldn't let go. He started to grin. "You have to let go of me at one point." He opened his eyes slowly.

"It doesn't have to be right now. Can't we just go back to sleep?" His voice was low and husky. He lifted your chin and kissed you lovingly.

You pulled out of his grip. "Come on Dick, lets at least go to bed in our room." You tugged at his wrist to pull him up with you but he felt like dead weight to you. "Please." You started to whine.

Hearing him groan you watched him stand up and follow you back to your room. He laid face down and put his hands underneath his pillow. "Our beds so soft." He mumbled. You laughed and laid down on your side.

"Try and get some sleep to help with your cold." You were almost fast asleep until you felt him shift and lay on his back. You turned over to face him. "Don't tell me you can't sleep." He was staring up at the ceiling and then turned to you.

"I'm just really grateful for you, you know that right?" You smiled.

"I know babe." He put his arm around you. "Did this cold by chance give you amnesia or something?" You heard him laugh.

"No! I just wanted to tell you that because I'm happy you don't mind taking care of my sick self." You laid your head on his chest.

"Well your sick self hasn't sneezed or coughed on me yet and I intend to keep it that way." You felt your lids getting heavier so you shut them. "Now shut up and go to sleep." You felt him running his fingers through your hair slowly.

"Wow I love you." He let out a small breath and you smiled to yourself.

You hummed. "I love you too."

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