Pairing: Dick Grayson x reader
Warning: blood
Note: I don't really have anything to say
Requested by: World_jumperRobin groaned, he found himself in a bed and shirtless, he sat up, ignoring the sudden pain jolting. He looked around his surrounding to see a pale, creamy colored room. Robin's hand flew up to his face, only to feel his mask still on making him sigh in relief. The door swung open, a girl walked in with a tray of food, water, and a first aid kit. "Oh, you're awake," you said, you placed the tray on the nightstand and the first aid kit beside Robin. "Found you nearly dead because of the blood loss so I brought you home and patched you up,"
That was nearly eight months ago. Robin, or Dick as you now know, comes by almost every day to see you. Until one day, he didn't see you at your house. He heard soft singing and a guitar playing somewhere near your house. He found you with a small, empty can with barely any money in it.
Out of his wallet, Dick pulled out a hundred dollar bill and placed it in the can. You looked up at Dick, he held his hand out. "Come with me. I have a job in mind for you."
Just as Dick had said, he found you a job. A maid at the Wayne Manor. Alfred was pleased to have an extra pair of hands helping around the house. Bruce saw you as a daughter. Dick taught you how to ballroom dance and acrobatic skills.
While learning, Dick gave you a gift. Love.
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DC Comics One Shots 3 || (COMPLETED/NEW REQUESTS WILL BE IGNORED)
FanfictionThird book of DC Comics One Shots