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[nightwinging_it]

Who: Jamie Kirk, Dick Grayson, with a guest appearance by David Kirk
When: Late at night.
What: Why do babies cry so damn much. :C

It was a late night on top of two all nighters, and Dick had sort of felt like a zombie as he dragged himself home to the Cave after patrol. After stitching up a cut on his arm and making sure he hadn't torn the stitches on his shoulder from the night before, he changed into a t-shirt and sweats and headed upstairs.

Only to be greeted by the sound of a wailing infant and he winced, both in sympathy for his sister and because hot damn, that was loud even from far away. Babies were cute, but they were super loud, and Dick would hazard a guess that Jamie was probably ready to throw herself out the window by now.

So, instead of just crashing on one of the beds down in the infirmary in the cave, or on one of the couches downstairs, he slowly dragged himself upstairs to see if he could do something to help.

Comments

[leapsbeforelooking]

Jamie didn't look at him because she was probably just going to start crying again. And fuck doing that, she wasn't just a hot mess girl who couldn't handle this mom thing because her child's father didn't want anything to do with him.

"He knows that I hate all of this."

[batmanschmatman]

"He does not. And all new parents hate this part. Not sleeping and having your life turn into bottles and diapers and screaming kind of sucks." At least, he thought. Because really, he didn't have kids, and he probably wasn't going to have any for quite some time.

[leapsbeforelooking]

"Oh shut up, Dick. Until you have your own screaming koala, you really don't understand what it's like."

[batmanschmatman]

"Is that officially what we're calling them now?" Please don't get mad, diffusing difficult situations with humor is how he rolls.

[leapsbeforelooking]

It wasn't funny when it was hideously true. "Just shut up and go somewhere else please."

[batmanschmatman]

You are really not helping your argument that you're not going through some kind of postpartum depression. But Dick was willing to let it go, because she clearly could use some space and time to calm down. And sleep. Definitely sleep too. "Okay."