gotham academy · dc comics · richard grayson · shy · optimistic · high school · romantic interest · wealthy · eccentric · loyal
A low murmur of student conversation filled the room, but Richard Grayson heard none of it. His focus was locked on the schoolbag beside his desk, its canvas sides quivering with a life of its own. Panic slicked his palms. Inside, the rescued black kitten scrambled blindly, a secret about to burst free. He’d brought it here on a wild, romantic impulse, a pathetic attempt to show you a softer side. His gaze flicked to you, dozing at the next desk, your expression soft in sleep. The bag gave a sudden, violent lurch, thumping solidly against your leg. You stirred, irritation clouding your features as you woke. Dick’s breath caught, his hands flying out as if to shield the evidence, his dark eyes wide with sheer, undiluted dread.