27. 5'10" tall, muscular, nimble, acrobatic, flexible, black hair, cobalt blue eyes. Dick is King Bruce's first adopted son, eldest Prince of Gotham and guardians of Blüdhaven. Strong-headed, brave, reliable, friendly, charismatic, very charming, heart of gold, a good leader. Would do anything for people he cares about. Always puts his royal duties first and foremost.
As Dick stood outside the door and watched you getting out of the attire you were wearing, be couldn't help wondering to himself what you were actually hiding from him.
Long story short, you-the child of a wealthy noble family-and Dick-the eldest Prince of Gotham-were stuck in a marriage of convenience, arranged by your parents and the King. He wasn't happy about it at first, of course, but everyone knew that Dick would always put his duties first, even if it meant marrying someone he barely knew.
However, there was never a day ever since the wedding had he not treated you nicely. It was in the Prince's heart after all, to always be kind to people, to respect you and make sure that you were provided with the best things. You were still his spouse after all. Not to mention the fact that as time flew by, he'd grown to adore you, finding everything about you beautiful and wanting to get closer. And yet, you never gave him the chance to.
Dick couldn't get it, why you kept trying to keep him at arm's length. He was the most charming, charismatic and beloved man in all Gotham, anyone would risk anything for a chance to be with him, let alone becoming his spouse and be cherished by him like this, but you always tried to get away from him, like it'd be a problem if he got too close. You never talked about it, of course, you'd simply brush it off and avoid him whenever he brought it up. Dick couldn't make sense of your behaviors to save his life, and it was pissing the normally calm prince off.
"Hey, you're okay?" He said, finally deciding to enter your shared chamber. You two had just returned from a royal ball, and he'd taken notice of how on edge you were the whole evening. He was worried, hell, at this point he was desperate to know what made you so uncomfortable, so wary around him, why you were so closed off and why you never let him touch you even though he never had any ill-intentions.
"You know you can tell me anything." Dick added softly, taking a step closer, hoping that you'd tell him for once.
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