Light of the Midnight: You Are My Constellation (A Nightwing Fanfiction)

Five: Ropes

 Probably the most mature chapter I’ve written :3 I spent ages laughing at the gif attatched to this so check it out :3

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"She said what?" 

Mal put his hands up defensively. "I don't know. Ran in, told me some kid had run away and went after her in the Jaguar," he repeated to Nightwing.

Walking into the hangar, he took his phone out and called Hana.

"What?" Came her reply. Clearly, she was made at him.

"Where are you?"

"Home, why?"

"Mal said Hazel ran away and you went to find her!"

"Yes, and?"

“Well...Progress report?"

There was silence over the phone for a while. "Negative. She left a note at her house. Says something happened, and that she'll be back-"

"Hana you know who her father is...this isn't good."

"You don't think I know that? I was the one put in charge of her protection!" She hung up immediately, making Nightwing groan in annoyance and walk over to his motorbike.

Hana pretended to be asleep when Nightwing arrived home. Dick found himself slightly disappointed at how late it was; he had promised Hana they would celebrate 

After changing, he climbed into bed next to her and poked her gently. "Han?" He whispered. No answer.

Sighing, he began wrapping one arm around her waist, when something slapped his hand swiftly, making him retract. "Seriously?" He reached over and turned the lamp on.

"What did I do wrong?" He asked, grabbing Hana's waist and lifting her over to him.

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“Why didn’t you say anything?” Was my reply, folding my arms on his chest and leaning down to his face. 

“Well…” he trails off, before rolling over so I was on the bottom. “What would you have wanted me to say?” I knew the question wasn’t serious; seeing as he was kissing my neck asking it.

“You could have mentioned the com was on,” I suggested, grabbing his hair with my hand. 

“Maybe I wanted to know what you’d say,” he pulled on my nightshirt and that’s when I turned the tables evilly by switching positions, pinning his hands above his head.

Smirking, he kissed me and tried to turn again. I kept him there though. “I’m still stronger,” he challenged, gripping my wrists. I smirked back at him.

I leaned down to his ear. “I’m the one with the powers,” I whispered.