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1.
It was a quiet day at the watchtower, they had just finished a meeting where they were discussing people to become a part of the Justice League. One of these heroes goes by the name of Nightwing, he is from Bludhaven he has been on a few teams that are affiliated with the league, like the Titans.
The Flash, Barry, had suggested him since he works closely with his nephew Wally, who was also on the Titans. Everyone seemed to agree that Nightwing would be a good match for the league, well all except for Batman. He disagreed with them. Saying things like, we don’t know him, what are his powers are, and more.
With only Batman disagreeing they decided to move on and invite him to the league. In a few days the big three Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman would head out to Bludhaven.
When they arrived, they stuck to the rooftops, the superhero equivalent of a meeting space. They end up wandering around for a little bit, eventually stopping on the roof of an office building.
Superman for all of the super hearing that he has didn’t hear Nightwing approach, much like Batman and his tendency to be silent, until he was literally on top of Batman.
“Hey B,” he said, latching himself onto Batman's shoulders. “Whatcha doing in Blud?”
“We are here for you,” he puts simply.
“Yes,” Wonder Woman turned around at the voice talking, shocked to see someone in Batman’s personal space. “We would like to recruit you to the Justice League.”
“Okay, I’m down,” He says, draping himself still over Batman.
Both Clark and Diana were confused, Batman never let anyone get close enough to have physical contact, except for when they were training. Honestly, they thought he was gonna break his no-kill rule if the slight twitch of the mouth was anything to go on.
“We will be here next week at five pm (5:00 pm) so you can come to our next meeting,” Superman said.
“It’s okay Superman, I’ll head to Gotham and Bats here can bring me up,” he smiles, though upside down from the way he has draped himself over Batman’s shoulder.
“He-he’s allowed in Gotham?” Superman says kinda dumbfounded.
“Of course, I have been for years, right B?” Nightwing says.
“Of course,” the way he said it sounded a bit like professor snape, Nightwing thought.
“Okay well we will be going then,” Wonder Woman said slowly lifting off the ground. “Do you need a lift, Batman?”
“No,” and with that, the two flying heroes left.
“So the league huh?” Dick asked his father, getting off of him to stand in front of one another. “I thought you were trying to keep us out of it.”
“Was, still am, but Barry recommended you. Not me, I tried to argue against it,” Bruce said defeat in his tone. “Now let’s get home so we can get some sleep tonight,” he headed towards the nearest Zeta tube, that he had placed in every city any of his children had worked in.
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Clark and Diana headed back to the watchtower to inform the rest of the members that Nightwing will be joining them at their next meeting.
“I thought Batman was going to kill him-” Diana said as she and Clark passed the living room.
Barry happened to hear that and rushed over to the two. “What do you mean Batman was going to kill him? I thought Batman doesn’t kill?”
“I’ll start at the beginning, we were waiting on top of a rooftop for him then all of a sudden Nightwing was there on top of Batman,” Diana starts.
“I didn’t even hear him approaching until he was hanging on to Batman’s shoulders, and calling him by nicknames,” Clark said, finishing off the story. “He is the only person I have seen that Batman was fine with touching.”
And that’s how the rumour of how Batman and Nightwing were dating started, a speedster who liked to talk, a Green Arrow and Green Lantern who listened to the speedster and made their own assumptions, spreading what they thought around to other members.
Now what the rest of the League didn’t know is that Nightwing is Batman’s oldest son, they also didn’t know that Batman knew about these rumours either. So when the meeting the next week came around the rest of the league showed up early to see Batman and Nightwing arrive.
“Batman-01,” the computer announced followed by. “B-01,” with no name after it.
Turning to see who it was that entered with Batman, they saw Nightwing gesticulating wildly while talking.
“Okay then Lil D, got the drop on him shooting him and winning us the game,” Nightwing says. “And no one got seriously hurt for once, no broken bones, only broken egos that will probably be fixed by the time the next prank war happens,” he then turns to stand in front of Batman. “B you should help me with this one, I have so many plans to win, like the classic replacing their smoke pellets with glitter bombs, or hacking their phones to change their contacts.”
“Yes I remember the last time you did that, I was getting random texts from everybody asking if I was who they were supposed to be texting, Hood sent me some very disturbing images so if you do that please do not change my name in their phones,” Batman sounded like he was pleading with the younger man.
“Okay I won’t, old man,” Nightwing says, punching Batman in the shoulder.
“Behave,” Batman says, as the two go then walk into the room.
Everyone was excited to meet this elusive Nightwing that they forgot to get him a chair. So as one does once Batman sat down in his chair Nightwing flopped down across Batman’s lap. As if as a habit Batman started to run his fingers through Nightwing's hair.
“Okay, today we have a new member joining us today. Nightwing, would you like to introduce yourself?” Diana said.
“Oh right,” Nightwing props himself up and perches on the side of Batman’s chair. “I’m Nightwing, I’ve been a vigilante since I was ten. Um, I was trained by this furry,” he gestures to Batman, thinks for a second then smiles a shit-eating grin. “And I’m his love child with justice.”
With that information released to the league, they erupted into chaos. Yelling over each other trying to express how they were feeling.
“You have a kid?”
“He’s been a vigilante since he was ten?”
“He called you a furry?”
“Lovechild with Justice?”
“Okay, calm down,” Batman raises his hand to about shoulder height. “He is adopted, and just likes to say that because he is annoying. Now if I remember correctly we have a meeting to get done.”
And with that Nightwing flops back down on his father's lap