ᇴㅤㅤ ⸻ㅤㅤ 𝗄𝖺𝗒𝗅𝖾𝖾ㅤㅤ ᱺㅤㅤ minor she/her filo!¡chinese cabin twelve #1 snoopy girl hyuna's fav fan a mix of cherries and strawberries kaoru kanzaki variant 777
ઇ ˚ ݂ ֹ ꒰ featuring ꒱ ! ۟ ׅ shan yue , liu zhichuan , zhou xi , han shuo.
✧ . 𓋰 . in which ୨ ୧ you're on your period ( and the relationship is new ).
𖹭 ৴৴ awkward boyfriends. possibly ooc( i am sosososo sorry ). reader is on her period. zhou xi being 100% husband material. tsundere!zhichuan ( 😭 ).
(≧◡≦) ⌗ another draft from 2024💔 also i had no idea what i was awn here so forgive me🙏🏼 anndd i really need to change the way i present my hcs. han shuo's js vvv short 🥀. for my two girls, @snoopyberry && @captcincupid bc they finally started ter ( ꈍᴗꈍ)
ⓘ ㅤㅤ shan yue ㅤ 𝔁ㅤ fem!readerㅤㅤ ㅤ
he literally grew up surviving. romance and domestic stuff are a new thing, so he’s awkward but he tries💔
but, menstruation?? he has zero clue what’s going on at first, like he thinks you’re sick or wounded. like, zero grossness, just don't die😕
when you explain, he just goes super quiet. he's not judging, trust 🙏🏼
he doesn’t think it’s disgusting — he treats it like another problem to be fixed every month fast.
you once asked him to get pads but like
he has almost no money; quietly borrows liu zhichuan’s money ( actually, he just asks, and boom, black card. ) because he needs to help right away.
comes back with the wrong kind first ( prob liners or whatever), sets it down with a soft, “this will help,” like he thinks the problem’s solved.
when you frown at him( either from your mood swings or just an automatic reaction,, yk what i mean ), he’s lowkey panicking inside but outside just stares at you like 🧍.
he panicked so hard he went to pei xinghuo and “WHAT'S THE MOST COMFORTABLE PADS IN THIS WORLD???”
which made xinghuo ❓❓ and told him to explain
and after hearing his rambling, xinghuo was like “…you bought the wrong kind” and ends up writing the exact type down for him.( deffo teased him too )
next time he brings the right ones but doesn’t say anything, just puts the bag near you.
this awkward boy doesn’t really know what words to use, but keeps watch over you like a cat watching over it's owner
he’ll sit quietly and offer you food even if it’s his last bite.
if you snap at him ( cause moods ), he just takes it without complaint. he’s used to harsher things, so he won’t hold it against you. and you already explained what your period does to you, do he's very, VERRRYY understanding.( he'll look like a wet cat, though )
he’s hyper-observant. checks if you have water, if you’re shivering, if you’ve eaten
also, also. loves when you fall asleep on him. he won’t move an inch until you wake up.
ⓘ ㅤㅤ liu zhichuan ㅤ 𝔁ㅤ fem!readerㅤㅤ ㅤ
to me, this man being a “cool”, or “nonchalant” boyfriend doesn't sit right with me. so, ladies and gentlemen,,, may i propose…. tsundere liu zhichuan…..( I RARELY USE THE WORD TSUNDERE GNG )
okay first, i don’t think he’d be the type to stay “cool” with someone he has romantic feelings for. like, he’d definitely loosen up, which would kind of lead him to be more… open with his partner ( i hope i’m proving a point here because i’m terrible at explaining 😭 ). okay, we're getting off topic.
when you ask him to buy pads, he acts like it’s the most annoying request ever. BUT he will do it. it's literally giving “ugh, fine” kind of thing( again, our timeline is where they are guarding shan yue, so they're the ones doing the driving )
comes back with the wrong type.
when you tell him it’s wrong, he immediately gets defensive. “they all look the same, how the hell was i supposed to know?” like chill bro, u're not the one who's bleeding here.
but then he goes back out and buys a couple different kinds of pads( yes, even the wrong ones. )
he was secretly embarrassed because the cashier looked at him funny, but he’ll never admit it.
gets irritated when you’re moody, but he never actually leaves—he’ll sit there sulking beside you. you two look like this: 🧍🏻♂️🧍🏻♀️ with the gang
he’ll shove snacks at you like, “eat this, maybe you’ll stop whining.”
if you lean on him, he’ll freeze, but will not push you away.
“don’t make it a habit.”
pretends not to care, but checks if you’ve eaten or if you’ve got water.
he will CHECK which kind of pad you use more btw.
awkwardly puts a hot water bottle by your stomach like, “this should help. don’t expect me to hold it there.”
( he asked xinghuo. but will deny that. )
if you’re in serious pain, he gets stiff but quieter—“... i’m here. just deal with it, i won’t leave.”
acts like buying pads ruined his dignity, but if you ask again, he’ll still go without hesitation.
covers his care with sarcasm. “if you collapse, people will blame me.”
butttt it really means a lot to him that you trust him with something so personal.
ⓘ ㅤㅤ zhou xiㅤ 𝔁ㅤ fem!readerㅤㅤ ㅤ
THE LOML YES
the one who tries his absolute best even if he messes up.(!!!!!!)
when you ask him to buy pads, he gets super serious like it’s a mission.
but he buys the wrong ones ( like scented ones and stuff 💀 ).
apologizes immediately when you tell him it’s wrong—he really, really, really, feels bad☹️
goes back and asks xinghuo and han youli( considering they're both females )for help ( he also buys one for the both of them ❤️❤️ )
when you received the right one, it was him and youli who handed it to you.
youli is practically the girl you two babysit while her parent ( brother ) is away🤞🏻🤞🏻
he’s very patient with your mood swings. you snap at him? he just nods and stays calm.
quietly sets up blankets, warm water, and food without being asked.
he does not push, does not complain.
he'd rub your back gently when you’re in pain. will sit beside you in silence until you’re ready to talk. he'll even give you space if you need it
loves simple acts like holding your hand while you rest.
if you’re embarrassed( like, blood stains on sheets ), he reassures you softly like, “there’s nothing gross about it.” TAKE ME.
WILLLL make you laugh on purpose if you’re too cranky, even if it means embarrassing himself.
he’s gentle but also a little clueless—like he’ll ask earnestly, “how many of these do you need?”
boyfriend of the year guys.
ⓘ ㅤㅤ han shouㅤ 𝔁ㅤ fem!readerㅤㅤ ㅤ
okay, there's BARELY anything about this gorgeous man. YET. ( man, wake up already we miss you. ) so, this is deffo ooc
@snoopyberry begged me to add him k.
when you first ask him to buy pads, he’s like: “pads? …uh, sure. no problem.”( walks out like he knows exactly what he’s doing. he does not. )
comes back with maternity pads the size of bricks because his logic is “bigger = safer.” 😭
when you laugh at him and tell him he bought the wrong one he frowns.
“what?! they looked right to me.”
dead serious confused—goes to his mom later for help.
when you’re in pain, he won’t let you lift a finger. “sit. I’ll handle it. don’t argue.”
if you try to overexert, he’ll literally snatch things out of your hands.
orders food and makes sure you eat— i don't think cooking isn’t his strong suit but he’ll try if you really need him to.
adjusts your blanket, hands you water, checks if you took meds.
made his sister your heating pad.
will tell bad jokes or tease lightly just to make you smile.
confident enough not to be embarrassed in stores, but still manages to grab the wrong kind every now and then.
i think i will be changing the way i write liu zhichuan,,, LIKE I CAN'T DECIDE IF HE SHOULD REMAIN AS THAT OR NOT
but like. after rewatching this character analysis of liu zhichuan, i came to a conclusion that he has the potential to be a tsundere. but that depends on the author & his character development
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❪ 🌺 ❫ in which, they date a cosplayer. ( sfw. fluff. not proofread. incorrect grammar. probably ooc. mentions of different animes. cosplayer!reader ) — 𝗦𝗜𝗚𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗕𝗬 𝗩𝗜𝗔𝗡𝗔
💌. bro this was written by 2024( august ) me💔 so the writing style is vv different . sighh i miss cosplaying
ⓘ ㅤㅤ mogari shishikuno ㅤ 𝔁ㅤ cosplayer!reader
cosplay with mogari is literally you dragging him into the most chaotic cos-duos. like. he's the bokuto to your akaashi. you're tsubaki he's black star—except he can’t stop making weird poses.
he does the dumbest jojo stance in the middle of your shoot like “is this anime enough?”
sir please. this is a magical girl con.
speaking of magical girls, this man WOULD and WILL cosplay madohomu with you.
you and kanzaki made the gang watch madoka magica. mogari LOVED it
will do any cosplay with you as long as it gets him “pretty girl kisses.”( he'll cosplay with you with or without the kisses. the kisses just makes it extra special .)
“ what if i was that buff guy from black clover? what if i carried you bridal style at the con?”
“mogari. which one.”
no he’s dead serious. he’s asking you to do a tiktok thirst trap as goujou from blue lock. yes. GOUJOU FROM BLUE LOCK 😭😭( forgive him. don't tell kanzaki )
he has zero shame. and way too much arm strength.
SOOO into tiktok couple trends. you post one "bf does my makeup in cosplay" vid and he’s hooked. now he’s editing transitions and doing couple audios
“i’m never doing this again” he says after his first time shaving his legs for a cosplay. ( he does it again next week without question. it was a sailor moon cosplay, by the way. )
if you’re wearing something a lil bold, he will stare. hard. doesn’t even try to hide it.
“you look like a goddess. like i should build you a shrine. wait can i do that?"
bro is in LOVE and it's loud and obvious and dramatic.
calls you “babe” “angel” “bbg”( yes. ) “cosplay queen” but also says stupid shit like
“if i were an anime character i’d fight god for you. like real god. religion god.”
mf will eat anything you didn’t or can't eat. you don’t like pickles? gone. leave the broccoli? already in his mouth. “i don’t like the sauce here…” too late. he’s devoured it.
he knows your food preferences better than your favourite restaurant itself at this point.
the type to eat his entire bento in 5 seconds and then just sit there. staring at you. waiting.
“you done with that?” you haven't even opened it yet. he’s somehow eating it anyway.
has the biggest obsession with kissing your cheek. randomly grabs your face while you're adjusting your wig cap and goes mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah.
doesn’t care if people stare. in fact, he wants them to.
100% the type to pick you up like a sack of potatoes when you’re tired at the con. like no warning, just throws you over his shoulder and starts walking.
addicted to you. addicted to how cute you look when you nerd out about a new cosplay. addicted to watching you glue rhinestones onto your props. addicted to your everything.
ⓘ ㅤㅤ eugene koreshiki ㅤ 𝔁ㅤ cosplayer!reader
aka the guy who's subconsciously more obsessed with you than any of your fans
no because korekishi would be the type of boyfriend to actually treat your cosplay photo shoots like events. like he'd arrive 30 mins prior with nacks and boba, hold your phone as a boom mic in a drama shoot, and ( respectfully ) tells people who walk really loudly in the background if they could lessen the noise.
"do i look okay?"
"you look perfect. but if you want, i can fix your wig net so it won't stick through here."
WHY DOES HE KNOW WHERE THE WIG NET IS.
( no because it took my friends a WHILE to understand what a wig net is. some still don't know where it is )
assists you zip up complicated cosplays. like he's dressed up anime girls all his life.
even gives you offers to iron your bows and put on safety pins in case something sagging happens.
your mom's already sure he's your manager or something.
the kind to be cool with you showing off your revealing cosplays in public but YOU KNOW he's checking. respectfully. later that evening he's like,
"you're wonderful, but please give me a heads up before you go out in it again. i almost bumped into a pole."
"i love your mitsuri cosplay," he tells you, and you're like "aw thx ????" and then he's like "but i prefer you more in original characters. the ones that are like you."( sorry, mitsuri variants, idk what to put😭 )
HELLO???? STOPPPPP. dangerous man.
if you're not comfortable attending a con, he'll pretend to have a badge just to tag along with you everywhere so you wouldn't be less uncomfortable
. literally blends with the staff like a k-drama lead who infiltrates security.
"excuse me, make way. my girlfriend has a photoshoot at the garden area in 10."
he doesn't even work there. you just let him do his thing.
COUPLE. COSPLAYS. COS. DUOS.
you're nanami. he's your tomoe. you're hori. he's miyamura. you're zero two. he reluctantly dyes his hair black for hiro. you're kaguya—he practices shirogane poses in the mirror.
once told you his "main fandom." you haven't recovered since.
( he learned about fandoms from kanzaki )
eugene is the kind of boyfriend who remembers everything. even things you said once while half-asleep.
“you said you liked the lighting at that one con hall back in july, right?" and then pulls a very cleared up schedule.
one time he bought you a cosplay tool you mentioned offhand like “i wish i had a heat gun for this armor,” and then it shows up on your bed with one.
not a fan of crowded conventions, but he’ll go anywhere if it means holding your bag while you fix your skirt hem in the middle of the hallway
he’s accidentally your cosplay critique partner now. has ,,, a 40-slide notes on your last con appearance. yes they're all you🙂↕️
doesn’t want to dress up as characters he doesn’t know, so now he watches entire shows just to understand your cosplay duo plans.☹️
ⓘ ㅤㅤ kaoru kanzaki ㅤ 𝔁ㅤ cosplayer!reader
this acting cool guy would roast the shit out of your cosplay one sec then spend 3 hours fixing your armor build “because it wasn’t symmetrical enough.”( ho you are not kid the killer )
“the foam angles are wrong. move. i’m taking over.”
sir???? this was my mha school uniform not a gundam suit.
literally why you now have god-tier sewing abilities. began by "assisting a little," and now you're co-running a cosplay account and inadvertently become viral for your jujutsu kaisen couple outfits.
he's critical, i know, but when you receive hate on the internet? he'll get his pubic hair stuck somewhere.
"who said that. what's their @. you look better than every other yoimiya i've ever seen. and i've seen like 52.”( more actually. )
cosplay date nights are just the two of you doing sewing sessions while binge-watching anime. you sleep in his lap while you hand-sews details onto your sailor moon headband. doesn't say a word, just gently pats your head while watching reruns of bleach like it's nothing.
he WON'T cosplay fanservice-y characters. but if you whine hard enough, he'll appear in a catboy maid costume for "research."
"this never leaves the house." ( he lowk thinks he looks good, though . )
will( probably ) NEVERRR allow his sister to assist with your cosplay things because she literally keeps trying to dress you up in maid dresses.
"that's MY job. go back to your room, geez."
ends up having a folder on his phone named "her best cosplays <3"( yes ****<3**** ) and you discover it and he's like "it's not what it looks like."
spoiler: it is. and he put 3 more the same night.
ⓘ ㅤㅤ kotaro tamon ㅤ 𝔁ㅤ cosplayer!reader
he's too timid for this world but he'd literally die to assist you getting wigs at 9pm
tamon is sooo the bf who's like "you're gonna post that?? ????" but not angrily he just means it in a worried way he's just CONCERNED… bc your entire back is out and your skirt is like… not skirt-ing.( NOT IN A BAD WAYY )
but he still likes all your photos in secret at 2am ????
assists you with makeup unintentionally. one minute you're like "can you just hold this?" and then "wait can you blend that corner" and then "ok now just do the lashes" and he's like. an expert mua.
flusters easily when you're trying on outfits. you'll be like "don't look!!" and he's covering his eyes with both hands but still sneaking a peek in like a naughty anime character.
when you ask "babe will you cosplay with me?" he's like ??? "what do you mean cosplay… like… outside?"
but you whine and now he's dressed in a whole kiyoomi sakusa wig and going through couple photoshoots with you at the mall( sakuatsu cos-duos my loves )
literally freezes when you rest your head on his lap in cosplay. like he was breathing and blinking and now he's just. not.
HE REHEARSES YOUR WALK CYCLES WHEN YOU'RE NOT PAYING INATTENTION. nobody knows how he killed that gojo walk on your con entrance but he rehearsed it like 56 times in his bedroom mouthing your dialogues.
in case your cosplay gets ruined or anything goes wrong, he will PANIC. he's like "waitwaitwait i have glue—i have tape—i'll go buy thread!! please don't cry i'll fix it i swear ????”
shyly presents you with gifts such as keychains of your favourite characters.
"you told me you liked rukia some time back… so… i figured maybe you'd like this one."
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— in which... a trip to the park for haley's usual walk took a turn when he met a small girl who, unknowingly, led him to meet the (potential) love of his life.
— contents: dick grayson x fem!reader. fluff. no use of y/n. dick pov (its a warning, this man is already down bad, he fell hard and can't get up.) haley grayson. (my baby) oc niece who is a—oblivious—matchmaker in disguise. meet cute. not proofread. (it's midnight leave me alone.)
✎ᝰ. j's letter... for the lomls kore @dhazefawn & vivi @cherrycrvsh <3 this wouldn't've exist w/o u two💘💘and honourary tags to my darlings @inkstainsonmysheets & @jadorenads as always: i hope you enjoy🫶🏻
Days like these are the ones that Dick Grayson loved the most.
Maybe it was the way the wind blew on his hair as he walked down the bricked path, a leash held tight in his right hand as his dog, Haley—who, in his humble opinion was the most adorable pup to ever exist— skipped ahead of him happily, with her tongue sticking out of her mouth.
Maybe it was the calmness that came along with it whilst he leisurely strolled around the park aimlessly, with Haley directing the way, seemingly walking him instead of the other way around. He found that he didn’t mind that at all.
The summer air was at the perfect temperature— bright and sunny, yet not the usual blistering heat that would hover around the humid Gotham air.
A smile crossed his lips faintly as his eyes raked over his surroundings— civilians living their lives, all varying from an old couple who were sitting on the bench with their hands interlinked; children blowing bubbles, giggles flowing off their lips; some, like himself, were walking their dogs.
Or perhaps it was this.
When Gotham showed the rare side of its true beauty, with the sun up in the sky, breeze blowing without the interruptions of Scarecrow’s fear toxin, or Joker Venom contaminating the air. All the crimes he’s faced in this city as Nightwing sometimes made him forget how beautiful it could be if it wasn’t corrupted with criminals.
Such wishful thinking it was.
Later then, after a few minutes of walking around the area, Dick and Haley came to a stop to take a break at a bench that was partly shaded by the large oak tree next to it.
The man unclipped Haley’s leash to let her circle around excitedly as she wanted, to which the pup responded with a gleeful jump to his lap to lick his face before she jumped away again, barking joyfully, already making friends with the nearest dog she spotted.
Chuckling fondly at the dog’s antics, Dick leaned back and stretched his legs on the bench, sighing as satisfying pops sounded throughout his used joints.
“You have a very cute dog.”
The slightly pitched voice had him jolting in his seat, pulling an—embarrasingly high-pitched— yelp from his mouth out of surprise. Way to be vigilant at all times…
His head snapped to the person who’d almost sent him to cardiac arrest, and it was… a little girl, looked no less than four or five years old.
The little girl stood on the other side of the bench, with two low braids held by colourful hair elastics, lips pulling to a pout as she tilted her head, gaze alternating between where Haley was a few feet away and him, her brows pulling together.
Her words were a complement, yet it sounded like a simple observation.
“I really love dogs, but Grandma’s…allergic,” she went on, pausing to pronounce the word slowly with a tilt of her head before she continued, “to puppies. She gets all sneeze-y.” her lips pulled to a pout at that.
Dick’s jaw was left hanging open as he tried to find words over his startled heart. “Oh,” he managed to say then, his heart easing. “Thank you. I like your hair.” he returned the compliment with a small smile.
She seemed to soften at the compliment, “Thank you.” she mumbled bashfully, looking down at her shoes, hands fidgeting and Dick couldn’t help but to find her adorable. “My auntie did them for me.”
At the mention of her aunt, Dick’s smile dropped slowly, realising the lack of her presence. His eyes subconsciously scan the area in search of her. Then he remembered that he didn’t even know who he was supposed to be looking for.
Turning back to the little girl—who had taken a seat on the other end of the bench, her legs dangling below her, not quite reaching the ground— he asked her, “Are you here alone?” His voice was soft, careful. Obviously, she couldn’t have been alone, right?
She shook her head, “With my auntie.” though her eyes were still bright as she stared at the energetic puppy running around across from her. “I lost her.” She shrugged, the innocence in her tone softened Dick’s heart. “But that’s okay, Auntie says she’d always find me if I’m lost.” She hopped onto the other end of the bench next to him.
The bold and easy trust in her voice should’ve reassured him, but, unfortunately, it was Gotham, for heaven’s sake. Everything in this city was worth the suspicion. Even in broad daylight.
“What’s your name?” asked Dick kindly.
“I’m Amelie,” the girl–Amelie answered enthusiastically. “But Amy for short.”
Dick smiled at her enthusiasm, “I’m Dick,” he returned, then jotted his chin at the hyper ball of fur and happiness, “And that’s Haley.”
As if feeling a pair of eyes on her, Haley trotted over to the small girl, blue eyes gleaming with hope as she rolled over to her back, a silent plea for some belly rubs— gave in without restraint, leaning down to graciously pet the happy pup.
Watching the two ladies with an undertone of fondness, Dick asked once more, trying to get the girl’s attention for a moment, “Can you tell me what your aunt looks like, so we can look for her?” he says the words with care— the last thing he wanted was to scare her off.
He didn’t mind her company, but he’d be a liar to say that he wasn’t worried to see her— a small girl— all by herself.
“Hmm…” she hummed absentmindedly, hands still occupied with petting his dog, whilst off-handedly giving him the details. “... and she’s pretty.” she beamed, admiration in her tone. “Really pretty.” Her eyes met his then, as though she was giving him the most important detail.
The older man nodded slowly in acknowledgement. “Okay, pretty…” he trailed off, considering searching for the woman, though he soon perished the thought as there was no way he was going to leave a child alone, deciding on waiting for another ten minutes to see if anyone would come for her.
And in the meantime, he entertained her by answering her chipper questions about Haley, listening to her ramble about a boy at her school that she disliked, to her favourite teacher. It was all very heartwarming for him.
And it made him briefly wonder about the future, of what his own daughter would be like if he were to have one.
He was shaken out of his thoughts of the—very far— future when Amelie called out, “Auntie!” and hopped off the bench, speeding over to a woman’s open arms with a giggle, a contrast to the older woman’s pale and worried look.
He stood, and from his point of view, he could see Amelie's aunt checking the little one for any injuries and asking her if she was alright, the relief that melted her tense shoulders when the small girl eased her worries.
Then Amelie turned her head over her shoulder and grinned at Dick, eagerly taking her aunt’s hands, dragging her over to where Dick was standing. And his breath caught as they both stepped closer and her eyes finally met his own, his mouth parting slightly.
Amelie was right.
You were pretty.
Really pretty.
“Auntie,” Amelie looked up at you, “This is Mr. Dick. He’s so nice, and he has a dog, Auntie, her name is Haley!” she nudged her chin towards the grey and white ball of fur, who was now treading carefully over to you.
Dick held his hand out in greeting, offering a polite, yet a little lopsided, smile. He couldn’t help it, you were beautiful. “Dick Grayson,” he introduced himself, hoping he’s not making a fool out of himself in front of you. “You must be Amelie’s aunt.” Now that you’re up close, he could see the resemblance between you and your niece.
You took his hand with a small smile of your own,though a split-second before you could reply, your niece took over. “Uh-huh, yes she is!” the young girl nodded enthusiastically, “Isn’t she so pretty like I said?” her eyes sparkled as she looked up at him with an expectant grin on her lips.
A deep laugh rumbled from his throat, as he nodded in agreement, letting go of your hand. “Why, yes,” there was no trace of lies there, even if he tried. “Your auntie is very pretty, Amelie.” he chuckled at the sight of her bright smile, the girl was practically bouncing on her feet at his agreement.
You turned to give him a grateful smile, Dick swore that you were glowing. “Thank you for looking out for her, I got so worried when I saw that she’d run off.” The relief bled through your voice, eyes drifting as Amelie ran off again—close enough for you to keep an eye on her this time, thank God— to play with the dog.
“It’s no trouble at all, she’s a great company.” Dick waved you off, your eyes were captivating, maybe you were secretly a siren? Highly unlikely, if you were, you’d be under the Gotham Harbor.
A fond look crossed your expression. “That she is,” you nodded, agreeing. “She got that from my cousin.”
You shared a small chuckle.
A thought appeared in Dick’s head, he then turned to you. “Are you new here? I’ve never seen you before,” he asked (it definitely wasn’t a poor attempt to start a conversation with you). I’m sure I would’ve noticed someone so beautiful if I had.
No, he didn’t say that last part. But it did stay in his mind.
Despite his usual blasé, effortlessly flirty, and charming personality, he had a small fear of drawing her away. Huh, that never happened before.
Tearing your eyes away from Amelie, you turned to him at the sound of his question. “Oh, yeah, we’ve just moved here two months ago.” you smiled, referring to you and your niece. “I thought it’d be nice to let Amelie tag along as I explore around the city.”
Wherever she was from before, Dick thought what a massive downgrade it was to move here of all places.
“Well,” he chuckled, carding a hand through his hair. “I would say that I hope it lives up to your expectations, but if you had any before, please lower it, in fact, it won't live up to your expectations.” he told her truthfully. He was not going to be that person to tell her a white lie like ‘welcome to Gotham, I hope you like it here’.
Perhaps if you enjoyed the sight of criminals, muggers and thugs at every corner then you would.
His comment rippled a laugh from your throat and oh it was such a sweet sound. “I’ll keep that in mind.” you grinned, but then added: “And don’t worry, I didn’t have much expectations to begin with.”
The man’s smile grew brighter if possible. “See? You’re trash-talking this place already, you’re one step closer to becoming a true Gothamite.” he laughed, pointing a finger at you.
You cocked your head, a smirk rising to your lips, “That’s the first step?” you raised a brow, a tint of amusement glinting in your eyes. “That was easy. What’s next, fawn over mysterious vigilantes?”
Dick’s smirk mirrored yours at that.
“Precisely.”
The conversation flowed easily after that. So much that neither of you noticed just how much time had passed. Not until Haley jumped to Dick’s lap, and Amelie squeezing between the two of you, leaning on your arm— both the ladies, seemingly had burnt out most of their energy.
Turning over to see your niece’s exhausted look, you glanced back at him apologetically, he quickly caught onto the meaning before you uttered the words aloud. “Guess it’s time for us to get back now,” And there it was. “The little miss needs her nap.”
Immediately, his mind screamed a loud NO in protest.
But he shook away those thoughts, putting on an easy smile to his lips. “Ah, us, too, I think,” he agreed, ignoring the loud dramatic wail in his head, his hand coming to softly pet the dog on his lap. “This one also needs her nap, it looks like,”
As if to confirm, Haley let out a tired yawn, curling further into a ball.
Amelie clinged onto you like a koala as soon as you opened your arms. “Well,” you started, words directed to the girl in your hold, “say bye to Dick and Haley, baby.” you told her, standing up from the bench. So did Dick as he chipped back the leash on Haley’s harness.
The said girl managed a small wave, “Bye-bye, Mr. Dick. Bye-bye, Haley.” she mumbled, eyes drooping tiredly.
Dick smiled softly, waving back at her. “Bye, Amelie. It was nice to meet you.” Then he met your eyes again. “You too, Miss…?” It was then that he realised that he hadn’t actually got your name.
You chuckled, realising the same thing before giving him your name.
He repeated it. Beautiful name you had.
You stared at one another silently for a minute before you both heard Amelie mumble a question, “Can I see Haley again sometime?”
“Of course you can,” he replied, he had a hard time saying ‘no’ to children. “But it depends on what your auntie says.” He hadn't broken your stare, and neither had you. Do you want to see me again?
A smile lifted your expression, the noon sun framing your face perfectly. “Only to see Haley, of course.” Yes.
𝜗℘ j's added notes : my first dc related fic! can i get a hurrah?? cooked this up while being high on coffee... so i hope it's good?
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