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18| Lost Time

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It seemed that although not everyone in the building had initially wanted to be here, things were beginning to work themselves out. After a couple of weeks we had gotten into a routine that we all seemed comfortable, except for Jason who still seemed reluctant to call this place his home.

There was still a part of me that related to Jason and his desire to return to Gotham. I probably could never completely cut my ties to the city like Dick had been able to do. My ties simply ran too deep.

Even now as I sat on my bed sketchbook in hand my mind seemed to wonder back to the streets of Gotham.

"What are you doing?" Dick questioned as he changed out of his clothes to get ready for bed. Up until now we had remained quick, both of us clearly deep in our own thoughts to bring up much conversation.

"Sketching." I replied not bothering meet his eyes. After years of not designing any clothing of my own it was difficult to get back into the headspace that I did before when ideas and inspiration came so easily to me.

"I didn't know you still designed."

Weeks of hearing Gar complain about the fact that Jason was the only one with a suit, made it clear that it was time for Gar and Rachel to get their own suit. And although I did have a rough idea of what those suits would be it was Dick's new suit that I was currently working on. Although he didn't say it, her did seem to be going through some kind of identity crisis where he didn't exactly know what to do know that he wasn't Robin. "I got inspired."

Dick let himself fall back onto the bed before resting his head on my lap while trying to take the book out of my hands. "Can I see?"

"No." I stated as I shut my sketchbook and moving it away from his reach.

"I've been thinking a lot about Bruce and Selina." Dick said, his sudden change in conversation taking me by surprise. Especially because he didn't willing talk about Bruce Wayne, but whatever this was about has clearly been troubling him. He took my hand as he paused almost to gather his thoughts or maybe he regretted bringing up the subject at all."Did you know he was going to propose?"

The thought of Bruce and Selina being marries was one that I couldn't fully wrap my head around. Selina was always aware that Bruce's vow to protect Gotham would be above everything else, even her. "Even if he had Selina probably would have declined. We were always pretty different, but we did share the idea that the sentimentalities of weddings and marriage were pointless."

My words clearly upset Dick as he sat up looking at me with shock. "It isn't sentimental. Having a party in honor of the person you love? And the life you're staring together? The odds that you found each other in a world filled with eight million people and so much uncertainty. How is that not with celebrating?"

His words left me in a shock of my own, having never realized that this was a topic that Dick was clearly passionate about. This was a topic that I had never given much thought in the past, and even no I felt that it was a conversation that didn't need to be held. But this was very clearly something that Dick wanted to discuss in some way. "I'm guessing you have a dream wedding planned?"

Dick smiled as he moved across the bed to wrap his arms around me, placing his chin on my shoulder. "Imagine this. A beach. A sunset. I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life, and I want to spend every day of my life making her feel the same way I do in this moment."

There was no denying that Dick could paint a pretty picture. And if we did live in a world where something like that was possible I might see a future like that as clearly as he did. But in this moment his words left me speechless and with the feeling that something like that was really possible even after everything we had been through. "Really?"

"It's so different from Gotham. No steam from the sewers, no bleak black buildings scraping up the skyline. Just clouds and ocean and the sound of palm trees. Peaceful. No criminals to fight. No fear of losing someone you love." He continued until he moved to meet my eyes. "You?"

I let that question sink in for a moment, needing time to know that kind of dream wedding it is I would want. But the truth was that I didn't have such a crystal clear picture like Dick did, but I did know the one thing that I needed in some perfect future. "I don't need or want much. I just want that feeling of waking up every morning and you can roll over and see them there next to you. That you can put your arms around them and lay there in the quiet. Without a worry in the world."

Dick brushed a strand of my hair behind my ear as he leaned closer. "And do you see anyone in particular?"

"I'm looking at him. I love you Dick Grayson." I replied catching only a glimpse of his smile before I closing the gap between us and pressing my lips against his. Although I initially dreaded where our conversation was headed in the end I found relief in being able to say the words that I had never said before.

Suddenly Dick pulled away meeting my eyes with an unusual distress and uneasiness that I hadn't seen in the last couple of weeks. "I know I was the one that broke us. I should have told you the truth."

"You really think that if you had and that if I stayed then that we would be together now?" I questioned this topic having been one that was constantly on my mind too. But after giving it a lot of thought it was clear to me that the person I was before meeting Selina simply wouldn't have wanted to stay either. I didn't know myself then, but I know myself now and that has made all the difference. My past insecurities would have never allowed Dick and I to have been together for long. "There's no point in thinking about could have beens. What matters is now."

Dick nodded but I could still see the uncertainty in his eyes. "I know. I guess it just feels like we wasted eight years."

"Then let's make up for lost time." I replied as I pulled him closer to me.

"Isn't that what we've been doing for the last couple of days?" He questioned suggestively as he captured my lips again. "You have to know that there hasn't been a moment since we've met that I haven't loved you."

Maybe we had waisted eight years in forcing ourselves to stay away from the other, but in a way it made me appreciate moments like this so much more. Because after having spent eight years without Dick Grayson. I now knew that I didn't want to ever be without him again.

***

For the most part we all tended to eat or meals in silence unless Gar brought up some point of conversation. Rachel was always the most willing to play along with Gar's imagination and this morning was no exception. Over the last couple of weeks Gar had gotten better control of his powers and was no longer limited to just turning into a tiger.

Something that Dick was extremely grateful, but also brought other challenges as Gar was constantly transforming himself to multiple different animals in a single day.

Suddenly an alarm that I had never heard before went off on the entire building, all eyes were on Dick expecting some kind of explanation. Dick's face was troubled as he stood motioning the rest of us to follow as he led us into "Its an alarm for when a major crime is happening in the city."

"Awesome." Gar muttered as he looked up at the screens in awe.

"Does that include murder?" Rachel questioned as she looked pointedly at Gar who flinched at the realization.

"Yes." Dick replied as he approached the computer pulling up some security footage of a woman and a larger man breaking into one of the Downtown museums. I was ready to crush them of as any other wannabe primal before the woman of the screen seemed to use an ability that I had never seen before. In fact the man at her side wan't just tall, he was unusually large for any normal man. "Selinda and Baron Flinders."

"Who?"I questioned not understanding why he said those names like he expected us to know who he was talking about.

Dick himself seemed surprised when he turned around to look at the rest of us, almost like he expected someone else to be in our place.

"Old Titan's business. We called them Shimmer and Mammoth." He replied seeming increasingly troubled, turning back to the screen. "Their siblings and used to be part of the Fearsome Five. They should be in Iron Heights."

Jason chuckled at the name, probably not seeing any kind of threat from criminals who would choose such ridiculous names. "The what now?"

"Is this our first mission?" Gar questioned ignoring Jason, and although the situations was serious considering that criminals somehow managed to escape it seemed that Gar was excited by the fact. Of course it could be due to the fact that the last couple of weeks had been uneventful compared to when we were on the run from H.I.V.E. when they wanted to reunite Rachel with Trigon. "This is our first mission isn't it?"

"Neither you or Rachel are ready yet." Dick replied rather bluntly, and Gar's disappointment was slightly heartbreaking even though I did agree that they were not ready to against who I assumed were dangerous criminals if it required all of the former Titans to bring them down. "I'm going to call an old friend from Central City to take care of this one. It shouldn't be a problem for him."

Gar's disappoint seemed to vanish in an instant as his frown became a bright smile. "You're talking about The Flash right?"

"Yes. He's not as cool as you think."

"I think we all disagree." I replied knowing that in no world was someone with the abilities like The Flash considered boring. That wasn't even including the fact that the was one of the core Justice League members.

"Would he be less cool if I told you his name used to be Kid Flash?" Dick questioned before pulling out his phone and heading out of the room. It wasn't even a minute before the two siblings on the screens in front of us seemingly disappeared.

In fact, one would have thought they vanished if it wasn't for the streak of white electricity that ran through the screen.

"No he's definitely still cool." Gar muttered as he took a seat, leaning back with satisfaction.

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A/N: I know you have all been asking for some more romantic moments between Dick and Chey and I hope that I delivered. Also I will be leaning into a bit Dick's traits from the comics and the same goes for Gar and Rachel as I feel that their characters really need to be spiced up a little more in the actual show even though I love them deeply. Now that there won't be anymore angsty moments as from now own their relationship is going to be a pretty stable one there are many more cute romantic moments between them. I've been feeling very romantic lately after being on a BBC Jane Austen adaptations binge. Now I know that it's been a while since I updated but I surprisingly just inspired and wrote all of this in a day. Hopefully I'll get back to updating more regularly.

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