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Spin My Turmoil Yet Again	By : xoxoxo Category: G through L > Gotham Views: 718 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: One-Shot So after watching the new show Titans I got this desire to write Batman/Dick slash. Sorry if it’s A/U. Or out of character. Since Bruce hasn’t actually appeared on the show I just have this idea of what he’s like. Anyway, let me know what you guys think! I'd appreciate it since I haven't written on any fanfiction in a long time!

Spin My Turmoil Yet Again

Dick had to break in. That was the biggest shock of all. Bruce had taken away all his clearances and he’d had to hack his way into Wayne enterprises system to gain access to the Bat-Cave. It wasn’t really all that surprising, the only thing that surprising was realizing how much it hurt.

He didn’t have to break in though, not really, he could have called Alfred. The old man would have let him in instantly. Even Bruce would probably let him back in with minor hesitation, probably offer him his old room back without much thought.

But that’s not what he wanted. He didn’t want them to know he’d even been here. He just needed to see for himself. His replacement. It hadn’t taken Bruce a long time to find someone suitable. Apparently, the job was easy to fill… that’s what had left him feeling so miserable lately that he couldn’t even think straight. Even with everything going on in his world. Even with trying to keep away Rachel's father from finding her. Trying to keep those he cared about safe.

This hurt kept pushing its way to the surface and he hadn’t slept much in the last few days. So he had to know for himself. Had to see why the hell Bruce thought this had been a good idea.

He was in the Batcave now, he knew Batman wouldn’t be here. Or Robin. He scoffed at the thought. The idea of someone else being Robin made him feel sick. And he didn’t know why.... after all, he’d been running away from that identity for a year now. It really shouldn’t have bothered him at all.

Yet here he was, hacking into Batman’s security system, trying to find anything he could on his replacement. He needed to know what it was about this kid that had made Bruce want him.

He froze when he stumbled upon the security system at Wayne manor. Did he want to spy on Bruce? Is that what he wanted to do?

Yes.

He found the footage from the day Jason Todd had moved in. Bruce wasn’t even there. Nowhere to be found… it was Alfred. Alfred showed him his room. His room right next to Dick’s old one.

At least he didn’t recycle mine.

This was getting boring though, there was nothing in the footage that really sparked his interest. Bruce and Jason spared a few times but that was it. So he went for the files. That’s what he really had come for. Who the hell was this Jason Todd. He’d tried to find files on the boy from his own end, even from Wayne enterprises system that he’d gotten good at hacking by now. But there was nothing.

Then he found it. Jason Todd’s file was triple-encrypted and he tried to bypass it but it was no use. This was different from the rest of the system. Why had Bruce gone through this much trouble?

“You really think you can break into the Batcave without me finding out?” Bruce’s voice echoed through the cave.

Dick stiffened. Shit. This hadn’t been part of the plan.

“Well at least you’ve updated, I see,” He said casually, like being in the same room as Bruce didn’t make him feel completely on edge.

“You’d get in with enough time. But you don’t have it,” Bruce mused.

Dick stood up from the chair and faced away from the magnificent computer screen. His eyes landed on his adopted father. He didn’t look much different at all. His eyes still dark and his stare still fierce. Like he could look right through Dick and he knew exactly what he was doing here.

“You took out the tracker in your arm,” Bruce said, sounding extremely displeased.

“Yeah well, it kept itching and it had become quite the nuisance.”

Bruce made a sound in the back of his throat, his dark eyes falling upon Dick’s face with a knowing look.

“I was just going,” Dick cleared his throat, looking at Bruce one last time before trying to walk past the older man. This time he’d just walk out the front door, he’d already been discovered anyway.

But he didn’t get very far. Bruce’s hand latched onto Dick’s arm and pulled him back, chest against chest, lips inches away from touching. It was all he could do not to lean in and taste for himself.

“Why are you angry?” Bruce asked in a low voice, his lips actually brushing against Dick’s this time. And he tried so hard not to lose all control.

“I’m not,” Dick replied, hating how weak Bruce made him feel.

“You wanted to leave,” Bruce reminded him with dry callus.

“I did,” Dick agreed, realizing that his hands were now resting on Bruce's hips as the older man inhaled his scent, burying his face in Dick’s neck.

“Is this what you do with Jason too?” He asked, knowing what it would do Bruce, how he would react. But he didn’t care because he had totally lied.

He was angry.

Bruce's hands tightened on his arm, his nails digging in. “That’s not funny,” he growled, pulling his face away from Dick’s neck to look at him with narrowed eyes. “I’ve never touched him, he’s a child.”

Dick scoffed, “How many times did you touch me?”

“You were 18 when I first touched you,” Bruce said, defensively.

“But not when you first thought of it,” Dick threw back, putting his hands on Bruce’s chest and pushing with force in order to put a good amount of space between them.

Bruce stumbled back but never broke his hard stare. “You were in love with me too, Dick.” The older man said flatly. Not at all liking the way Dick was accusing him.

Dick took in a breath, “Is that what you call it? Love?”

Bruce looked at him for a moment, seeming to weigh what to say. “What’s really bothering you? You’re not acting like yourself.” His dark eyes seemed to search Dick’s face for answers that he’d spent a long time trying to hide— even from himself.

“You took away my clearance. When I went to the safe house, if it wasn’t for Jason I wouldn’t have been able to get in.” He didn’t know why he had even let that slip. He hadn’t meant to, but Bruce looked so lost, like he couldn’t figure it out and deep down he really did want answers. He really just wanted to know how he could move on so fast. Had he forgotten him already? Was he irrelevant in Bruce’s life now?

Bruce’s eyes narrowed again before a look of realization seemed to pass his dark eyes, “You’re jealous.” He stated, followed by his famous playboy smirk.

Dick narrowed his eyes and glared at the older man. “I just thought we were family. But you locked me out of everything. I’ve been having to hack into Wayne Enterprises. And then… then I find out you replaced me.” He tried not to sound like a hurt child but he was pretty sure he was failing.

“Is that what you think?” Bruce sounded offended at the thought. “You snuck into my home Dick, then hacked your way into the Bat-Cave.”

Dick cocked his head, “Yes...that’s what I’m saying.”

Bruce chuckled, “Well if you hadn’t done that you would have noticed that there was no need for sneaking into Wayne Manor. Your clearance into our home hasn’t been removed. It is your home and always will be. You would have known that if you’d walked in through the front door instead of sneaking around like some villain.”

Dick sucked in a breath. It didn’t make any sense. “I don’t understand.”

“There’s a difference between Batman and Bruce, Dick. Batman can’t just let someone who is on their own mission in life have complete access to the Batcave and all of his resources. You understand how much of a security risk that is for Batman?”

“That still doesn’t explain him.” Dick spit out with anger. Bruce’s reasoning, although making sense to him somewhat, still not enough to placate him.

“Jason Todd is a kid who was lost. I want to help him, and you didn’t want to be Robin anymore.” He put much emphasis on that last part. “Batman is human and works better with a sidekick, you know that.”

Dick exhales, his heart feeling like it wants to implode on itself. Whatever Batman wants to tell himself about it, how it shouldn’t hurt Dick, was bullshit.

Bruce sees him and it seems he realizes that his explanation didn’t do much for Dick, because in the next instant he’s on Dick again, his lips all over his face, his arms engulfing him to his strong chest. “I’ve only ever loved you.”

Dick doesn’t know why, but he lets Batman have his way.

Like Always.
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