#robin!dick

"Bruce! Alfred says you need to go to sleep." Dick came charging into the cave from the elevator. His voice echoing along the walls.

"It's fine." The hunched over form in front of the computer mumbled, the man was still wearing his suit from 2 days ago, only having removed the chest plate.

"It is not! Alfred says I get cookies if I get you to go sleep, there's 7 hours until patrol!"

"The human body will only get physical disavantages evident after-"

"after 72 hours, I know! but I can't trust a you with catching me if you can barely stay awake!" That seemed to do it. Bruce's whole body froze for a second, his hands finally letting up their relentless typing on the keyboard. "What if you let me fall..?"

Bruce turned, full attention on the kid, still in his pajamas because it was the weekend and he had done well on his math test, he was looking at him with those eyes. Big wet Bambi eyes.

After a beat. "Fine, I'll go sleep before patrol."

With the work saved, the kid and the guardian trotted up to the manor, one being lead to his room while the other went to collect his prize.

This secret was passed down from Robin to Robin.

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"I shouldn't have agreed to take care of him," He couldn't help but think. "I haven't the foggiest clue how to raise a child! He's better off if we never see each other again."

"Uhm, where does this go?" Alfred flinched and looked over his shoulder. Ten-year-old Bruce stood in the kitchen, holding a serving spoon.

Silently, Alfred nodded to the drawer, watching as the boy put it away and then reached to grab more clean dishes.

"What are you doing?" Alfred asked and Bruce paused, looking unsure.

"I, uhm... I figured we could watch the new episode of Gray Ghost together sooner if I helped you clean up... Am I in the way?"

"No," Alfred said softly. "No, I think you're just where you belong, my dear boy."

20 years later, Bruce sits at a desk, organizing physical copies of case files. 12 year old Dick was running circles around the man and he was exhausted.

"Oh who am i kidding?" He thinks to himself. "I can't keep up with Batman, Wayne Industries and Dick. I love the kid but I have no clue what I'm doing. He's better off if he forgot he ever even met me..."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Dick asked and jeez Bruce really was tired because he didn't even realize he was in the cave.

"Since when do you file things?" Bruce joked dryly and Dick rolled his eyes.

"I want to show you a routine I've been working on and I can't do that till you finish up." Dick explained, sounding exasperated.

Bruce blinked a few times.

"You're willing to file if it means I watch your routine?" He asked bluntly. Dick blushed and scowled like the angsty pre teen he was.

"Don't make it sound all mushy..." he grumbled, crossing his arms. That startled a laugh out of Bruce and Dick looked at him in surprise. "That's what gets you to laugh?! Not my hilarious jokes?!"

Snickering, Bruce replied, "What hilarious jokes?"

Dick gasped dramatically and turned around with a flourish. He put a hand to his head and exclaimed, "Well, if me and my jokes are just getting in your way, I guess I'll leave!"

Bruce laughed and stood up. Without a second thought, he grabbed the small boy and pulled him into his arms, planting a kiss on top of his head.

Hey anon, sorry for the late reply 🥲 for this RRAU I switched up some key events of their lives, not just their ages (based on my hc), to give them more characterization and design in this art. I hope you enjoy, cause drawing Damian and Pit-Tim was so much fun for me ~