Richard 'Dick' 'Nightwing' Grayson x Girlfriend!Reader

Gotham looked kind of pretty with all the snow falling and decorating the ground. The twisted architecture has a dusting of snow on the granite, it sparkled in the low light. You watched as the snow swirled around and gathered in the niches that seemed to be everywhere. The moonlight danced off the snow and shone in your lounge. You turned to the Christmas tree, the candy canes danced on the tree as Dick hung them on the tree. The smell of pine filled the air, reminding you of the time of year. Dick turned around and smiled at you. "Hey." He moved forwards and spoke softly. He gathered you in his arms, he moved your arms to settle around his neck as he fell to your waist. He began to sway and sing softly in your ear.

He snagged the holly that was decorating your dining table, and gently brushed the red berries against your nose. You giggled softly, and he drew it lightly through your hair before tossing it back onto the table. He swung you around dancing around the lounge rather than swaying. He picked you up by your thighs and swung you around in his arms. Tapping your legs as he sang. He dropped you down and swung you out like an old swing dancer. He moved his fingers in to a gun like shape and sang the lines.

Dick danced around with you, singing to you like he did on occasion. You knew he hoped to have children with you. You knew that he hoped to have a future with you. He did have a future with you, he always had a future with you. You wanted to grow old and grey with him, to have children with him, to be his wife.

Dick moved his fingers through your hair and the other hand rested on your waist drew you closer to him. He began to sway again, rather than dancing throughout the lounge. He smiled at you, his blue eyes sparkling, glittering with mirth. His mouth twitched impishly, "I love you Y/N. I love how you smile when your happy. I want a future with you, I want children and everything else. I want to wake up with you in my bed, , every day. To make you pancakes or waffles, on Sundays, to spend Saturdays watching movies with you. I want everything with you and only you." He knelt down on one knee and produced a sparkling ring with a gold band and two diamonds the nestled another diamond in the middle of the band. The ring shone in the low moonlight and the sparkled like the snow outside. "Yes, Richard. Yes, Dick. Yes, I will marry you. I want all that with you. I want that future with you." You brushed the tears that were forming and that dropped down your cheeks. You flung yourself into his arms, your hand was shaking as he placed the ring on your third finger. "I love you, Dick." He kissed you softly, "I love you too, Y/N."