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Subtle Love

Jason’s love was subtle. 

He liked to leave you things in the dead of night, weird trinkets that caught your eyes days or months before. He liked to pretend he wasn’t paying attention, but every time a gift showed up at your door or on your counter, you would always make sure to give Jay a big kiss afterwards. 

“I don’t even know how it ended up there, sweetheart.” His face was blistering red from your sweet kiss.

“Oh, is that right, handsome?” You look up at him as he wraps his arms around you. He looks down at you, a tiny smirk forming on his face. 

“Well, if ya’ call me that…” He swoops in, pressing a sloppy kiss onto your mouth. 

 “Ugh! Jason!” You yelp, giggling once the kiss breaks. 

Jason’s love was subtle, and sometimes, it wasn’t. 

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Until the Very End

Barry Allen loves you. He loves you so much. To others, he was the Flash. The speedster superhero and member of the Justice League who always saved the day. But to you, he was just Barry. Barry who always shows up with your favorite flowers. Barry who takes you on silly dates, and who holds you close, never leaving your side. 

You were his everything. 

You loved Barry Allen. You loved him so much that it killed you. 

He held you close when you died. You clawed at his chest, blood pouring from your lips. He couldn’t help but cry. He wiped the blood away, pressing kisses to your forehead. Barry Allen was the last thing you saw, before your light went dim. Then, he closed them shut for the final time. 

Barry Allen loved you until the very end. 

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As They Watch from the Distance

This is a part two for this post.

Bruce Wayne:

When Bruce first met you, you were a toddler clinging onto his pants. He was dressed as Batman, and you, including other homeless people, were being taken into sex trafficking. He remembers how you came up, smiling and thanking the man for saving you. He caught himself picking you up, no matter how dirty you were. 

 He finds you again as Bruce Wayne and takes you in as his own. The media promoted it as ‘Bruce Wayne’s Kindness and Charity.’ He would like to believe that, but Bruce knows he’s selfish. He took you in because you reminded him of himself when he was young. He selfishly gave you his love, then ripped it away as you grew. 

He loved you, yet from a distance. You sometimes wished you didn’t love him as much as you do. You hated how much you loved your father’s love. It made his distance all the more unbearable and it made you hate yourself even more. You began to chase expectations he never meant to set, and eventually, you crashed. 

Dick Grayson:

Dick often contemplates what led the two of you to become strangers. He grieves over the fact that he let you both become so distant with one another. He tried to bring himself to hate you when Bruce first brought you in. He saw you as a replacement, and that hurt him the most, but then, he watched you grow. You were just a kid caught up in a situation you couldn’t control. 

You were a sweet child, always clinging onto him and following him around the manor like a mini him. You adored your big brother, and he you. Eventually, he moved to Bludhaven, leaving you behind. You were happy for him, of course, but he changed and so did you. You were sick of giving all of your love yet never receiving it back. 

He misses you, but he’s too late. 

Jason Todd:

Even after death, Jason loved and protected you. Though, it was always from a distance, just like Bruce. As children, Jason connected with you because of your similar backgrounds. You both knew struggle and that made your bond even stronger. While he was a teen and you were just a kid, you two were peas in a pod. He was your big brother, and he protected you from anything and everything.

Yet, he changed when he came back. He loved you, yes, but he hated Bruce more. Your big brother Jay became what he promised to protect you from. But he was proud of you. He just wished he said it before it was too late. 

Tim Drake:

You were the first person who loved Tim. He was the same age as you, and the two of you grew closer because of that. He had no true friends and his parents weren’t a constant in his life, but you were. You stayed with him through thick and thin, and when people would compare him to Jason as a replacement, you were vicious. 

Tim stayed close with you even when the others grew away. He was the only one you could truly go to, and yet, he still left you behind. You knew he deserved love just as much as you did, but you just wished he didn’t forget you. It didn’t sting as much, not when it had already happened three times. 

Tim didn’t forget you; he reasoned, he just became clouded in being enough. You suppose you did too. 

Damian Wayne:

Damian saw you beneath him. You were nothing but a rat desperate for crumbs, yet you never stopped trying to love him, even when the others disregarded you for him. He heard you at night sometimes, crying in your room. He wonders if your love overpowered your jealousy. It must have been because you kept trying. 

He thought you foolish, and yet, he thought of you as strong. You withheld the pain, even if the weight eventually crushed you.

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Chapter 1: but you keep fronting

summary: You, a twenty-two-college graduate, have a business degree. You have no idea how to open a business and now you think you just wasted four years of your life! You cry for days, until you remember you have rent and a whole bunch of college debt, so naturally, you open a coffee shop. Oh, and your sister died, so now you have a thirteen-year-old niece to take care of!

Act 1

A/N: Yaya is a nickname that Ria calls you in replacement of uncle or aunt.

The door to your bedroom is cracked open again. 

You’re not necessarily creeped out, not anymore, at least. Your niece, Ria, has been coming in the middle of the night to sleep in your room. You don’t know why she doesn’t ask, but you just think maybe it’s teenage embarrassment, or the fact that she just lost her parents, and she feels, no doubt, extremely lonely. It’s one of the picks, and you think you’d rather deal with the first. 

You feel her shuffle around on your bed and you see drool on her face when she turns to you. You smile and shake her awake. “Ria–” You drag out her name, and she opens her eyes, glowering at you. You snort and sit up, legs off the bed. 

“How are you such a morning person?” She glances at the clock and groans, “Yaya, it’s only six...” You stifle a chuckle. 

“Yeah, and you have school, and I have work.” You get up from the bed, smiling. “C’mon, we don’t have all day!” 

“Ughhh…” She slides off the bed and is sluggish in getting up. Her pajamas have Hello Kitty head’s all over them and for a moment you’re reminded of how young she is. God, you remember how much you hated school. You shudder at the memory, and your mouth pulls into a frown. She finally walks out of your room, and you lock the door behind you. You put on some overalls with a white top under. 

When you walk out of the room, Ria is already dressed in her uniform for Gotham academy. She has a red headband on, and you can’t help but think your niece is the cutest in the world. She’s eating a bowl of cereal, Coco Puffs, and casually scrolling on her phone. “Hey Yaya, there’s this boy in my class that I think is cute.” She finally looks up at you, head tilted in her hands. 

“What’s his name?” You ask, pouring you a bowl of Coco Puffs. 

“Damian. He’s kinda mean, but I think he’s just faking it.” Your eyebrows go up and you let out a surprised ‘hmm.’

“Last name?” 

“Uhhhhh, Wayne, I think. Why?” You shove a mouthful of the sweet, chocolatey goodness in your mouth. 

“Ria, the Wayne family is like what keeps this city running. They are loaddedd.” You drag out the d’s, so she really gets your point. “Marry him when you’re older so we can be rich.” You point your spoon at her. 

“Yaya! You can’t say that!” She exclaims, finishing her bowl, and you laugh. 

“I’m kidding, obviously. But on a serious note, don’t let him treat you like sh-” you stumble over your words, “trash because he’s loaded.” She nods, not noticing your slip up. Thank God, you’re not trying to teach her cussing 101. 

“Okay! Let’s get ready to go. You have your bag?” She nods and you grab your wallet and phone. 

The drive to her school is uneventful as she talks about teenage bullshit that doesn’t even make sense. “Wait, so you’re saying that Kinsley kissed Brain and now Katelyn, his girlfriend, is mad at you because you didn’t tell her?” 

She jumps up in the seat in annoyance. “Yes!! But I was telling her that I had no idea they were kissing! And she doesn’t believe me, like at all!!” 

“Yikes. Friends, huh?” You ask, and you let out a small chuckle when she nods. You both pull up to the school and she opens the door, unbuckling herself sloppily when she sees Damian. 

She opens the door, turning her head at you, like she forgot something. “Yaya, have a good opening day! I’ll come by after school with Damian, probably!” You shoo her away from the door. 

“Okay, okay! Now go, I’m holding up the cars behind me!” She runs off, screaming an ‘I love you!’ and you smile under your breath. 

Love you too, kid. 

When you open your car door, the cool breeze immediately blows into your face. You see your best friend, Sasha, standing in front of the cafe. “Dude, hurry up, I’m practically freezing my tits off!” She yells, rubbing her arms up and down. 

“You pull out your keys from your wallet and glance at her. “Not my fault you didn’t bring a jacket.” You open the door, and she thrusts in the building. You giggle and close the door. 

She looks at you and smiles wholly. “I’m glad to see you laughing again.” She says, softly. 

You look away from her and put your things down on the barstool. “Well, y’know. The world moves on, and I have a kid now. I have to be strong for her.” 

She hugs from behind, head on your shoulder, “I know, but you’re doing good.” You both grin at each other. “Now! Time to open up the damn shop.” She yells, and you roll your eyes. 

“I’m so glad we prepped yesterday,” you mumble. You turn the lights on, and she props open the front door. “Hey, will you go and post us as online on the website?” 

“Yeah!” 

The day goes on and customers storm in and out. You thought you’d feel more nervous, but in all honesty, it was a good opening. Sasha had to leave a little early before closing, but you didn’t mind. It got less packed as the day went on, so you really just sat around on your phone for the most part. 

You were worried, however. Ria should have showed up by name, and she wasn’t responding to any of your messages or calls. You were tempted to drive up to the school. You sigh, and close up shop, keys in hand. 

“No, Yaya, wait!” You see her running down the street with Damian in tow, and someone else. You squint your eyes at the man behind the children, and you realize it’s Dick Grayson. You feel your jaw drop and you open the door for the three of them. 

Dick gives you an apologetic smile and Damian just looks at Ria. Once all four of you are in the coffee shop you put your hand on your hips. “Now Ria. We will be speaking about this later.” 

She looks away, embarrassed, “Yes, Yaya.” It serves her right to be embarrassed, she scared the crap out of you! You exhale and pat her head. 

You look at the other two and forcefully smile. “Thank you for bringing her to me, I was starting to worry.” 

Dick gives a charming smile, and you think you feel your heart beat out of your chest. “It was no problem. Rianna wanted to bring Damian here, but I didn’t want them to be alone in the dark.” 

Damian crosses his arms, “Tt, it would have been no issue, Grayson. I could have properly taken care of myself and Ria.” How stoic, you think. And you snort, bringing the attention back to you. 

“Well, I appreciate it. If y'all want I can make you something to drink? It is a coffee shop.” You go behind the bar and stand, waiting for them to answer. You glance at Ria, and she nods. 

“Can you make me a caramel Frappuccino with whip cream, Yaya?” You start the machine and look at the other two. Damian sits beside Ria, but Dick continues to stand leaning on the counter, smiling. You can’t tell if he’s going to flirt with you or not. 

“You two?”

“Black coffee.” Damian declares, and you glance at the kid. This dude is weird. 

“I’ll take what Rianna is having, please. Thank you, beautiful.” You feel yourself go warm and look away from the three in embarrassment. By the time their coffees are ready, Ria is yapping about God knows what. You’d pay more attention if you didn’t feel the occasional look from Mr.Charming over there. 

Somehow, the two kids end up seats away, and it’s just you and Dick. You side-eye Ria, you know this is her doing. You feel the need to thank him once more, so you do. “Again, thank you. I was starting to get worried about her.” 

His face softens and his smile is reassuring. “I get it. I’m the same way with Dami, but uh. I was wondering if I could get your number.” Your face must look shocked because he stumbles on his words. “I mean, the two seem to like each other a lot, so! I thought it’d be good to have each other’s numbers, so this doesn’t happen again.” 

It does make sense to have his number. If they were to frequent your shop often after school, or if they wanted to hang out, it was good to know where they were or who they were with. “Um, yeah, no that makes sense. Here.” You slide him your phone and he types in your contact. 

“Do you need a ride home?” You ask the man. He was running here after all. 

He looks sheepish, but nods. “Yeah. The person who usually picks us up is taking the day off.” Damn, he has a personal driver and everything. No shame, you think.

“Alright, just make sure to give me your address.” You grab your phone and wallet. “Ria, Damian, I’ll be taking you and your brother home, so c’mon.” You go to open the door, but Dick does it for you, and his smile makes you glance away nervously. You couldn’t wait to tell Sasha about this.