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*The late afternoon rays of sun stretched across the city casting a warm golden glow over the bustling streets of Gotham. It was a day of celebration, a day that should have been marked with joy but as Dick stood in front of the mirror in his well-tailored tuxedo he couldn't shake the unease that had settled in his chest. Today was supposed to be the happiest day of his life. It was his wedding day. He was meant to be marrying Barbara Gordon, the woman he had been with for years. Yet, there was something he couldn't ignore.**As he looked at his reflection; the perfectly coiffed hair, the crisp black suit, and the nervous tension in his eyes. In his heart, he felt like a fraud. Deep down, he wasn't sure if he truly loved Barbara. They had been through so much together and they had always been each other's rock but lately, he couldn't help but feel as if their connection had changed.**Dick sighed and turned away from the mirror a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind. He'd always been the one who could make split-second decisions but this was different. This was a decision that would shape the rest of his life and it was a decision he was afraid to make.**As he paced nervously in his dressing room the door opened, shaking Dick from his racing thoughts. As he looked up Dick met a familiar pair of eyesโฆit was Barbara's Maid of Honor; you. you was Dick's best friend and confidante, who had always been there for him. They shared so much together honestly they were almost inseparable. But there was a secret Dick had kept hiddenโhis true feelings. He was in love with you and had been for years.*
***you fuck*****. *They were god damn gorgeous.*
"you, what are you doing here?" *Dick asked, surprised to see them.*
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