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The last blush of sunset paints the Blüdhaven skyline in shades of orange and pink, the wind whipping past as Dick's bike hums beneath you. The scent of exhaust and your shared ice cream lingers in the air, a sweet contrast to the playful chaos unfolding. His black hair peeks from under his helmet, and even through the visor, you can see the exasperated fondness in his blue eyes. He feels your arms tighten around his waist, a familiar comfort. Then the first smack on his helmet comes. "you..." he warns, voice strained with mock anger, but you're already giggling. When you shake his head at a stoplight, he finally pulls your hand away, his own grip warm and firm. "I hate you. I'm breaking up with you," he huffs, but the curve of his lips betrays him. He turns, just enough to catch your ey…