champagne problems
Dick Grayson x Female Reader
includes: angst, dicks heart broken, reader is kinda the problem in this, she/her pronouns used, unrequited love
cw: if you’ve never heard Champagne problems by Taylor Swift your in for a ride…
a/n: not a swifty but this song has a special place in my heart. If there’s any spelling mistakes, please let me know!
written by @gglouise23
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Dick was still on his knees after you left. He couldn’t find the will to stand up after the words “I’m sorry” tumbled out of your mouth.
His family was there, Bruce urging him to get up, Jason shaking his head with sympathy, even Damian felt sorry for him. Steph was the only one missing, she had followed you out to try to get some answers.
Why did you say no?
The box was still opened in his hand, his mothers ring sat prettily on the velvet inside. It was shame, the two of you would’ve made it work. Or at least, that’s what Dick believed.
He had spent the whole day preparing for the gala, preparing to ask you the question. His hair was combed neatly, not one strand out of place. He had straightened his tie dozens of times, making sure it was absolutely perfect. He rehearsed the speech he would deliver to you, proclaiming his love for you and asking for your hand in marriage.
He didn’t know you’d say no. If he had, he wouldn’t have gotten the ring professionally cleaned, he wouldn’t have had Tim read through the speech to make sure there were no errors, he wouldn’t have put so much effort into his appearance.
He proposed at the end of the gala, when most people were leaving. He didn’t want a big crowd, he knew you didn’t like them. There were still a few socialites around to witness his humiliation, but now they were gone. They had whispered among themselves as you ran out. They whispered about how sad it was to see a young man on his knees, rejected. And how ignorant you were to not say yes.
“She would’ve made such a lovely bride,” he had heard one of them say.
Dicks eyes were brimmed with tears as he got up. He closed the ring box and slipped it back into the pocket of his suit. He loved you, he truly did, and he thought you loved him back.
“You’ll find someone else, someone who won’t say no,” Bruce said.
“I never liked her anyways,” Damian added. Dick laughed wetly. As if his younger brother’s opinion on you ever mattered to him.
“Yeah,” Jason agreed, “she was fucked in the head.”
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When Steph came back inside, she told everyone what you had said. “She couldn’t handle the commitment of marriage. She said she was really overwhelmed, especially since you did it in front of other people. And um, she said she didn’t see herself ever getting married to you. I’m so sorry Dick.”
Dicks face dropped all signs of sadness and his tone turned bitter. “She didn’t see herself marrying me? We were together for four years! We… we live together! And she couldn’t handle marriage or commitment?”
Cass placed a hand on his arm, silently comforting him.
“Dick I’m so sorry,” Steph repeated. Dick sighed. “It’s not your fault. I-I should’ve known it was a bad idea.”
His family’s sad eyes followed him as he trudged out of the room.
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Dick had slept in his childhood room that night, he couldn’t deal with the fact that you could be at your shared apartment.
You blocked him. On everything. But that didn’t stop him from texting you, telling you he missed you.
Dick Why’d you say no? come back please i miss you (Not Delivered)
The next morning he decided to face his fears and go to his apartment. The apartment he shared with you.
the spare key he had given you was on the doormat, a note was taped to the door.
“I’m sorry Dick, I really am. I just can’t do this.”
He ripped the note from the door, crumpled it, and threw it on the ground.
Haley greeted him at the door, wagging her tail. She didn’t understand the pain he was going through, all she knew was that he was sad. She followed him as he walked through the apartment. You had taken all of your stuff. Not a single thing of yours was left.
He walked into the bedroom and almost cried.
It still smelled like your perfume. Everything in the apartment did. The couch, the sheets, the stupid throw blanket you begged him to buy, everything.
There was a bottle of champagne in the kitchen. You had laughed when he bought it and asked him what he was gonna use it for. All he did was smile and say “you’ll see.” It was supposed to be used to celebrate when you said yes. Now, it was being drunk so Dick could forget about it, or at least forget for a little bit.
When he talked to his friends, they said they hadn’t heard from you either. Wally tried to text you, only to see that you had blocked him as well. In fact, you had blocked all of Dicks friends.
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As the weeks went by, Dick had started to heal. His friends set him up for dates, some of them were successful while others were failures. But he moved on. He blocked you, started going out more, and even found someone new. Someone who wouldn’t leave him crestfallen at a gala. Someone who would patch up the tapestry you shredded.
When he met her, he felt like he could breathe again. He finally removed the picture of you from his wallet and replaced it with her picture. It was small, but it was still progress.
Soon enough, he began to forget you. You were still a thought in his mind, but you were quieter now. He had her.
And after almost two years of dating her, he knew, she wouldn’t leave him on his knees or with champagne problems. His mother’s ring was in his pocket again, but this time he knew the answer wouldn’t be no.
You i miss you im sorry (Not Delivered)
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a/n: I’m actually so proud of how this turned out! This is my first time writing x reader so hopefully it isn’t too shitty. Did you guys spot all the references to the song in here?
