bludhavensbluebird:

 ❛I don’t hate you.❜ And that came out completely different than he expected especially when he thought about all the ways it could be twisted into something more sinister in a misunderstanding. Nerves had a funny way of making him trip over his words. Things were easier before she threw him that party and a part of him wished he could go back to being that same, bossy if not ‘jerkish’ person. ❛I mean you- I misjudged you. I was always so hard on you and you still did something nice for me. You had every reason not to and you’re the only person who even remembered let alone did something for me. And I liked it; I liked being with you and just being able to be Dick for a change. It’s actually kinda hard to stop thinking about that night.❜

   The sigh sighed at his misdirect of ‘I like you’ to ‘I don’t hate you’ was almost exclusive let out through her nose, more like a bull then a kitten in that moment. Eyes rolled and her grip on his hand loosened, though she couldn’t quite bare to tear herself away from him. It was only when he mentioned her act of selflessness did she untense trying her best to offer him a chortle, trying her best to cover how very spiteful that act had been. In the very least it had the exact effect she desired. “Am I even allowed to call you Dick?” More bitter then intended, but an honest inquiry. If she made him feel so much like him perhaps him was a touch too bossy for her taste. Tight lipped and with a pout did she look down at their interlocking hands, giving a meager swing as she tried her very best to be loose despite the underlying crabbiness of having been tossed back and forth with his emotions. “…If you wanna have another fun night you could just tell me instead of calling me in for secret meetings all the time and sending my other friends away on different secret missions.”

Feb 27 23:36 ( ♥ 34 )