#alphadickgrayson

A wave of magic washed over them and Dick swore. All he’d wanted was to have a little fun with his boyfriend tonight. Make out a little on the rooftops. Maybe go back to Jay’s den and blow his mind. Magic meant problems. Magic meant -

“What did you steal?” Dick demanded as heat swept over his body.

“Nothing!” Stray whined, twitching as he also felt the effects. 

Somehow, Nightwing didn’t believe the thief. Both groaned as another wave of heat swept over them. Jason yelped in pain and Dick grabbed for his omega but with a soft pop he was gone. 

Fuck.

“Jay?!” He called in panic, looking around. Another wave of heat and pain and his world changed. Vision greying out. 

He blinked. 

Everything was taller. He whined in confusion and tried to move.

His limbs didn’t work correctly. Dick looked down. He had four legs. Four very canine legs. Well… shit. He tried to stand. It took him a few minutes but he managed. Even then it was shaky. 

A noise caught his attention. Jay. 

Carefully he inched over.

Oh. 

Oh god, he was adorable.

His kitten was a kitten. 

The cutest little red cat had had ever seen. Dick was pretty sure he was some kind of wild cat breed. He… was he even full-grown? He didn’t think so. 

He was so tiny. 

Jason mewed.

If it was possible, he would have died of cute. He nuzzled his boyfriend with his new nose, taking in the, frankly minuscule, changes in scent. Jason growled and tried to swipe at him but the alpha just wuffed in amusement. 

They needed to get to B. Or even Selina. Someone with thumbs.

He eyed Stray.

There was no way his little legs would be able to keep up.

Almost like he could read the expression on the alpha’s face, Jason hissed. Unperturbed, Dick gently picked up his boyfriend by the scruff of his neck. His growl was fucking adorable. Really it was. 

Seriously - if his kitten was going to steal things, he should at least make sure they weren’t magical. He’d get over the indignity.