#I'm not sold on the blurred edges completely

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

From now on, wherever I am, that's your home.

Blue Canvas of Youthful Days Episode 8

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

Dick and teacher reader just talking?

Dick listened to you telling your mother to text you when she got home and exhaled slowly, starting to clear the table.

"Did anyone want coffee?" you ask, walking around the corner. You're still trying. Still anxious even though they've left. Convinced that you're horrible and everything had been disgusting. And the trembling smile you give them makes Dick's chest hurt.

"No," Bruce said, standing to help Dick, "Dinner was lovely but I'm afraid I've got work to do in the morning- If I have a cup of coffee now I'll never get to sleep."

"The tofu on my salad was very good," Damian added. "And your cobbler was good. Not too sweet."

"Thank you, Dami," you hum, ruffling his hair and going to set a pan to soak. Retreating into the kitchen just to breathe. You'd hardly eaten at dinner and you're not hungry but you know you SHOULD eat.

When Damian goes to follow you, Bruce distracts him with going to find their coats, audibly prompting him that it's getting to be his bedtime when Dick glances at him.

Telling them goodbye feels like a blur. Your anxiety is so loud that you can only operate on autopilot. Relying on social niceties and Dick to keep everything running smoothly. You just have to keep smiling. It's only going to feel like you're dying for another 20 minutes or so.

When the door closes and you retreat again, Dick goes to your bedroom and grabs the extra blanket off the foot of your bed, laying it on the couch and turning the livingroom lights down. Giving you a minute to decompress before coming to help you.

"Well," Dick said, picking up a towel to dry, "Dinner was nice- Damian even liked what you made him."

You make a soft noise and pass him a plate.

"And Bruce thinks you're very charming," he added, "Your parents are assholes but-"

"I warned you," you murmur.

"You told me they were blunt and a little rough around the edges- you didn't tell me they were outright cruel to you," Dick said softly.

"It's not- it's not always like that."

Dick watches you out of the corner of his eye and bites his tongue. You have to say that. Or you feel like you do. "It must have been hard," Dick said softly, "when your mom got remarried."

You half shrug, turning your head to kiss his shoulder, "I mostly just traded one hard for another. And at least mom was happy. She always wanted more kids."

Dick nodded, "Still. It's not easy watching your parent, parent someone else... I remember being fucking furious when Bruce adopted Jason. It was like Jay had a completely different Bruce looking after him. It took a while for e to realize Bruce didn't know what he was doing with me."

"Mom never really- I mean when I was real little it was mostly her mom and dad taking care of me. Mom had to work a lot so we were close... That helped, with Lizzie and Scott. Grandma and Grandpa would come take me home for a while in the summer. And Lizzie and Scott never went so I got a break."

"Is that when they dragged you to all the living history fair things?" he asked, smiling a little.

"Yeah. I used to help Grandma make jewelry while grandpa made knives and sold them."

"Are there pictures?" Dick asked, beaming.

"Of course," you snort, unembarrassed. "Grandma likes making dresses- and I still go help them for a few weeks in the summer. The big festivals are a lot of work and Grandpa can't drive like he used to."

Dick puts the dish he's holding in the dishwasher and nods, smiling a little, "I'd like to meet them," he said. He wants to know SOMEONE loved you for who you were. And he'd love to hear stories about baby you. Stories that aren't undercut by pointing out how much better than you someone else is.

Bruce may have fucked up a lot. But he would have NEVER compared them to each other like that.

"Grandma made me promise to drag you out there to see them," you answer. "She's seen the pictures on insta- she thinks you're very handsome."

"And your Grandpa-"

"Has his shovel talk locked and loaded," you snort.

"I'll have to be on my best behavior," he rumbled, kissing your head before he put the last dish in the dish washer and started it. "Are you hungry?" he asked, "Or do you just want to cuddle?"

"A cuddle sounds nice," you murmur, letting him hold you.

"Cuddles it is," he said, squeezing you tighter.

[hinatastinygiant]

Chapter Three

Pairing: Bokuto x Fem!Reader

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After work that night, you walk to where Bokuto said he'd meet you, outside a restaurant. However, you weren't expecting how expensive-looking the place would be. Seriously, it's way too much for you to be wearing your scrubs.

"Y/N!" he waves as he walks your way. "You made it!"

"Yeah, but, uh, I think maybe I should change before I go in..."

"Nonsense!" he exclaims as he takes you by the hand. "Don't worry about that."

He walks you towards the large double doors where two workers pull the doors aside to let you pass. Calmly, Bokuto guides you inside. He strides right up to the receptionist and explains that he's made a reservation for two.

When the hell did he have time to do that?! I guess when he went home and changed into that fancy suit he's got on. Why's he pulling out all the stops tonight?

Bokuto's hand moves from your hand to your back as he escorts you through the restaurant guided by the receptionist. They lead you outside to a balcony covered in green hedges and lined with golden curtains.

Bokuto pulls out a chair for you to sit once you've arrived at the table. You smile and thank him as you sit down. So comfortable... it's like a sofa!

Since you're seated by the edge of the balcony, you look out towards the sunset view of the town lined with mountains in the distance.

"You really went all out," you comment as you turn back to him. "What's the occasion?"

"Huh? It's really not a big deal, Y/N. I just wanted to have a good night out with you!"

"Not a big deal?! This place looks so expensive! I probably can't even afford the water here!" you admit.

"Don't worry about it, it's my treat. Besides, you deserve the best," he smiles.

"You really got your life together quickly," you shake your head. "I almost can't believe it!"

"It's not all that impressive. I'm fairly new to the team, too. My contract will probably go up when I renew it," he smiles. "How about you? How have you been since graduation?"

His contract will go up? From this? And he still wants to know about my life? My life is nowhere near as impressive as his!

You shrug. "I've been alright. Busy with work, but I'm lucky that I found a job right after graduation. Though I don't think I've taken a day off since."

"What, really?! Not even a sick day?!" he exclaims, completely blown away.

"I don't think so," you chuckle. "The days all kinda blur together."

"Huh, well what about the weekends? Go partying or out on any dates?" he asks.

"Not really. And I haven't seen Hotaru in a while either," you admit.

"Hmm, I should change that..."

"Change what?" you ask, a bit flustered as to what he's referring to.

Bokuto grins widely. "We should hang out more, Y/N!"

"Definitely," you agree as you return the gesture. "I'd really like that!"

"Good! And by the way, you should at least skip work once..."

"It seems like you're a professional at skipping work," you laugh. "Don't tell me you miss your games!"

"Of course not!" he defends. "I only ever skip the practices. The games are too important, you know."

"That makes sense. How is MSBY doing, by the way? I haven't really been able to keep up with it."

"It's awesome!" he beams. "I'm, like, a real celebrity now! People come up to me sometimes for a picture or autograph!"

"No way! Are you saying I'm friends with a famous person?!" you gasp. "Maybe I should get your autograph and sell it online!"

"I already tried that," he brags, "and it sold for more than you think!"

"I really gotta get in on that," you chuckle.

The two of you chat for awhile, enjoying your time catching up until your food arrives. Afterwards, the waitress comes over with a check. Your heart sinks as you watch Bokuto grab it, not even letting it drop to the table before snatching it up. You know it's got to be seriously expensive and you feel bad for making him pick up the tab, but there's just no getting through to him.

"I'll handle this," he hums as he digs out a gold card from his wallet.

"That's really not fair," you sigh as you watch him fold the receipt's envelope.

"It is fair," he corrects you. "I did bring you here after all."

"You shouldn't have to pick up that big of a tab by yourself..."

"Y/N, stop worrying so much!" he says as he shoos you away with his empty hand. "Don't be like that. Think of it like a date, then. Let me take care of it!"

A date?! you repeat in your mind as your body freezes in place.

Not much registers in your mind thereafter until Bokuto stands up and holds out his hand to you.

"Ready to go?" he asks.

You nod as you take his hand. "Sure, thanks, Bo."

"Anytime, just remember what I said," he replies almost too innocently. He's gotta know what he's doing! There's no way he can be that oblivious! He can't just show up out of nowhere, invite you out, and call it a date! That's just... too much!

"Mhm," you mumble as you stand up beside him.

He keeps his hand locked with yours as the pair of you exit from the restaurant.

"So where are you living now?" he asks once you get outside.

"Oh, I've got an apartment not too far from here. I usually walk to and from work," you tell him.

Bokuto grins. "Great, then I'll give you a lift!"

"You're driving? I thought you were worried your leg might be broken..."

"Eh, don't worry about it. It's only my left leg. Besides, I've been doing good so far, right?!" he smirks. "Please let me give you a ride."

"Alright, that does sound nice," you sigh. "I am kind of exhausted."

"Man, what would you do without me, Y/N?" he laughs as he tosses his arm around your neck.

"I could do without the cheeky comments," you tease.

Bokuto laughs and returns the remark as he leads you to his car. When you arrive, he holds the door open and ushers you in. You thank him, catching a glance at his big grin as he allows you in.

Seriously, was he always this charming, too?! How did I never have a crush on him?!

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