Dick Grayson/Nightwing One Shots

Lucky Charms and Sleepless Nights - Nightwing x Reader

Prompt: hey :) can you do a dick x reader where they've been friends for a long time and they're both really flirty and one night she's sitting on her roof and Nightwing 'happens to come by' and she's like 'Dick you can take off the mask I know it's you" and when he asks 'How?' she says 'Honey you can't mask that ass, i'd know that ass anywhere' and something really cute,funny and fluffy :)? (requested by anon)

"That's dress looks really nice on you, [Y/N]." Dick mentioned casually while you were hanging out with him and his brothers at the manor. You were good friends with all of the boys but you and Dick had been friends the longest and your relationship was certainly odd to people who didn't know any better.

"Yeah, that's kind of why I bought it." You said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"It could be improved though." He shrugged with a devious smirk playing at his lips. You knew he was baiting you but you decided to play into his hand.

"Oh yeah? And how is that?" You asked with a quirked eyebrow.

"No!" Tim jumped up covering his ears realizing where the conversation was going.

"Don't you fucking say it, asshole." Jason warned, glaring at Dick when he caught onto the direction of the dialogue. Dick winked out you, clearly defying the mood of the room.

"Just my honest opinion but I think your dress would look spectacular on my floor." He grinned. The room erupted in disgusted groans at Dick's flirting. It was a common occurrence with you and him and it never really meant anything but that didn't mean that it didn't annoy the others. Oftentimes you think that's the reason why he flirts with you most of the time. If only you knew the extent of Dick's feelings for you.

"Grayson, you wish you had the charm to get me out of this dress." You rolled your eyes playfully.

"Don't I?" He smirked.

"God! Just get a fucking room." Jason groaned, throwing his head back towards the ceiling. He pinched the bridge of his nose, realizing his complaints were falling on deaf ears.

"Seriously. There's a million of them in this house. Just pick one and get it over with already." Tim cried throwing his arms up in the air.

"Perhaps another time then." You laughed taking pity on the others in the room and switching the topic to something that wouldn't give you too much temptation to relentlessly flirt with your friend.

Eventually you went back to your own home in Gotham and settled in for the night. You tossed and turned much of the night not able to fall asleep. It was one of those nights where a million different things were running through your mind and no matter how hard you tried to quiet them, the came back. With a sigh you threw off your blanket and got up from your bed. You figured some fresh air might do you some good so you went up to your building's rooftop. Technically speaking you weren't supposed to be up there but no one's stopped you before.

You sat peacefully at the edge of the building with your feet dangling off the sides and just watched the lively city bustle around you despite the late hour. It was calming in a way to be an onlooker, just taking in the sights and sounds Gotham had to offer. Every once and awhile Gotham would reveal her best kept secrets if someone was looking hard enough. After plenty of long nights on top of this roof you can say that you've seen your fair share of masked vigilantes. One vigilante in particular always made your night whenever he graced you with his presence.

At that thought, your eyes caught a dark figure traversing the rooftops across the street from you. Eventually he got close enough for you to distinguish an unmistakable blue avian symbol.

"Hey Nightwing!" You called out across the street, waving your hands in the air to get his attention. "You have an amazing ass! What's your secret?" You asked. He stopped where he was and looked towards you. He leaned over the edge of the building across the street and called back to you.

"Lucky Charms and far too many sleepless nights!" He answered back. You could see his brilliant toothy grin from here. You couldn't help but to laugh.

"So what does it take to get a guy like you to help a damsel in distress out?" You asked curiously.

"Are you in distress?" He inquired.

"There's a suspicious looking shadow over here. It's deeply distressing." You lied with a grin.

"Stay where you are ma'am. I'll save you." He said with a flair of deep bravado. He effortlessly grappled over to your building. Standing side by side with you, he towered over you but not in a menacing way. He had a charming grin and a familiar crop of messy dark hair that you just wanted to run your fingers through endlessly.

Nightwing turned away from to inspect where you said the suspicious shadow lurked. You had to admit that his backside was just as glorious a sight as the front of him. As you watched his hips sway back and forth as he sauntered around the rooftop all the puzzle pieces clicked in your mind.

"There doesn't seem to be any evil lurking about here miss." He said with a forced deep voice. You couldn't help but to smirk knowingly to yourself.

"What a shame!" You cried dramatically.

"Well if that's all that you needed, I should really be on my way. City to save and all that." He grinned with one foot already poised on the ledge of the roof.

"Nightwing, wait!" You cried reaching your hand out to grasp his gloved hand. "There's is one more thing you could do for me." You mentioned slowly. He stepped down from the ledge and stood closer to you.

"And what would that be?" He asked, stepping even closer to you. You place one hand intimately on his cheek and the draped the other across his shoulder. You leaned in closer to him so that you faces were just inches apart.

"I need -" You whispered, your lips hovering over his.

"Yeah?" He asked leaning closer, tilting his head slightly in expectation for your kiss.

"I need you to take off that mask, Dick." You said. There was a moment of shock as he realized what you had just said. When it did sink in he separated himself from you, looking at you in pure shock.

"What?" He asked. "How did - how could you ... Who told you?" He stuttered incredulously. You laughed and crossed your arms over your chest.

"No one told me." You rolled your eyes. "Dick, you can hide your face behind that mask of yours, mess with your voice, hell even change your entire appearance but sweetie, there's no masking that ass. I'd know your ass anywhere, Grayson." You said with a wink. He recovered from his shock and a bright grin grew on his face.

"So you do look at my ass while I'm not looking." He teased.

"Honey, I look at your ass even when you are." You joked with a broad flirtatious smile on you lips.

"Knew it." He swore with a dramatic snap of his fingers. "Well I really should be hitting the old dusty trail. Bossman will have my hide if he finds out I spent all night flirting with a beautiful goddess." He said, once again making his way to leave the rooftop.

"Wait there actually is one more thing this time, Dick." You say in all seriousness. He turned around expectantly.

"What is it?" He asked with a concerned furrowed brow.

"You were about to kiss me weren't you?" You asked. He gave you a brief panicked look before he brushed it off with a smile.

"Errrrrrr." He made an obnoxious buzzing noise. "Oh I'm sorry folks, that's all we have time for today on How Far is Too Far. Be sure to join us next week for another stirring game filled with awkward eye contact, morning after conversations and everyone's favorite: ruined relationships. Farewell and have a good night!" He saluted you and dove off the building. Before you could stop him, he was already halfway down the street.

"Dick wait!" You called. "I wanted you to kiss me, you idiot!" You shouted. You could vaguely hear his distinctive boyish laughter echo from further down the street.

"Asshole." You whispered to yourself with a small smile.