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It was a day unlike any other. Dick was sitting in class bored as usual.
Being bored by school is normal for many twelve year olds. But when you're also secretly the crime fighting vigilante known as Robin and adopted son of playboy-billionaire Bruce Wayne school can seem extra boring.
Dick had been living with Bruce for about four years now. And had been Robin for three of those years.
At first Bruce tried to keep a respectful distance from Dick, letting the boy open up to him at his own pace.
One night where Dick had a particularly bad nightmare about his parent's deaths, he went to Bruce in tears.
Bruce asked Dick if he wanted to sleep with him and Dick nodded sadly.
Bruce scented him with his calming scent of campfire and held him as he cried. It was the best sleep Dick had gotten since before his parents died.
After that Bruce held nothing back when it came to showing affection to his young pup. He would make sure he was scented properly so Dick and others knew he had somebody looking after him.
Even when he became Robin, Bruce still made sure that they had time to spend together, making sure Dick felt loved and safe.
Dick's trip down memory lane was brought to an abrupt end by a sudden pain in his abdomen.
It didn't feel like a pain he was familiar with, and all of his stunts as Robin had him familiar with many more types of pain than most twelve year olds would be aware of.
Before he had time to think on it any further the bell rang, it was time for gym class.
Gym was Dick's favorite class so he figured that would get his mind off the pain.
While changing into his gym clothes he started to feel really warm. Dick wondered if he was maybe coming down with a cold or a virus of some sort.
The shorts and tshirt helped a bit but he still felt much warmer than usual.
They were doing the Rope Climb today, one of Dick's strongest skills.
As Dick's turn approached he felt himself getting hotter and hotter, and lightheaded. He thought about telling the gym teacher but wanted to shake it off. His twelve year old boy desire to look tough shining through.
When he started to climb the rope the lightheadedness got worse with every foot he climbed.
He felt weak, his limbs slow and barely responsive to his commands.
At the halfway point he paused, trying to take a moment to collect himself.
"Grayson!" The gym teacher shouted. "I've seen you climb that dozens of times with no effort what's wrong with you today!?"
Dick could barely hear the teacher, his hearing muffled and his vision blurry.
Before he could do anything else, he could no longer feel the rope. He tried to process what was happening but barely had a moment before he hit the safety mat below.
He landed hard, as much as the mat broke his fall it also took all the air out of his lungs. He felt like he was going to pass out.
He opened his eyes again when he felt somebody helping him up. It was the gym teacher.
"Grayson, you okay? Nod if you can hear me."
Dick delayed for a moment before nodding slowly.
"Gordon! Smith! You two help him to the nurse's office." The gym teacher ordered to two other students.
Dick was barely walking as the two other students carried him to the nurse's office.
"Barb? Is that you?" Dick mumbled to one of the students carrying him.
"Yeah Dick, I'm here, you're okay." Barbara Gordon, his school friend and crime fighting partner Batgirl reassured him.
Barbara and the other student took Dick into the nurse's office and placed him down onto one of the beds.
He felt himself drifting off while he could hear Barbara and the nurse talking in the background.
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Bruce was going through his third meeting of the day at Wayne Enterprises. He didn't mind business meetings inherently but he certainly wished that they didn't always involve dealing with people only interested in profits.
It wasn't even noon yet and he knew this was going to be a long day.
As his meeting was nearing it's end his secretary came in and handed him a small sticky note with a message written on it.
"Gotham Academy called. Dick fell in gym class and is in the nurse's office." The note read.
Bruce's eyes went wide. It wasn't like Dick to fall, he was an expert acrobat even at his age. Something must be wrong he thought.
"Folks you'll have to excuse me, a sudden emergency has come up that I have to attend to." Bruce interjected as he stood up.
"Lucius can handle things here on my behalf, I assure you I put my utmost faith in his decision making." He nodded to his old friend Lucius Fox as he put his coat on and walked out of the conference room.
He pulled out his phone and hit his first speed dial number. It barely rang before an old British voice spoke up. "Yes sir?"
"Alfred, something happened to Dick at school. I'm leaving work early to pick him up." Bruce said panicked as he speed walked down the hallway towards the elevator.
"Are you quite sure you wouldn't like me to pick him up Master Bruce?" Alfred questioned.
"No I can do it, but I wanted to make sure you were ready at the manor for when I bring him home. I'm not sure what happened but I'm sure something isn't right".
"Very good sir, I shall be on standby." Alfred said before Bruce hung up.
Bruce got into his car and quickly pulled out of the parking garage. Driving as fast as he could reasonably achieve in Gotham City.
He got to the school and raced inside, quickly checking in with the school's secretary before rushing to the nurse's office.
As he burst into the room he could smell an incredibly sweet scent. It smelled like strawberries. He knew what a sweet scent like that usually meant.
Before he could finish that train of thought he noticed Dick laying down on a bed, his face flushed red with a cold cloth on his forehead and Barbara sitting in a chair next to him wearing a medical mask and holding his hand.
"Barbara? Is everything okay?" Bruce exclaimed
"Mr. Wayne I'm glad you made it." The nurse sitting across the room greeted him before Barbara had a chance to speak up.
"Is Dick okay?" Bruce asked panicked.
"He's fine. He had a fall in gym class but that's what the mat is there for." The nurse smiled reassuringly.
"A fall like that isn't like Dick. And if he's fine why is he unconscious?" Bruce questioned in an angry tone.
"Mmm......Bruce?" Dick mumbled from his spot on the bed.
Bruce ran over and knelt down beside the bed and grabbed Dick's hand. He felt blazing hot and had a hard time focusing on Bruce.
"He presented." The nurse interjected.
"Beg pardon?" Bruce turned to look at her.
"Your son presented in class, that's why he fell. He's having his first heat."
Bruce knew that first heats were particularly challenging for young Omegas. Usually being painful and lasting for upwards of a week.
"I'd recommend he take a week or so off school till he gets through it. Make sure he eats and drinks plenty as he'll be using up lots of energy and fluids like he is." The nurse listed off. "Also if he has any pack members make sure they scent him, it'll help soothe some of the symptoms. Other than that just let him sleep it off."
Bruce thanked the nurse for all her help and apologized for his earlier tone.
"Barbara?" Bruce turned to the young girl in the seat next to the bed. "Thank you for staying with him. It means alot knowing you're looking out for him when I'm not around."
"No problem Bruce, that's what Dad taught me." Barbara smiled at him.
Bruce then picked up Dick in his arms and carried him to the car.
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Dick felt slightly cooler than before. He was still blazing hot but could feel a cool breeze and his mind started coming back to him slightly.
He awoke when he felt the car come to a stop. He realized he wasn't at school anymore and was in Bruce's car with the AC on maximum, in March of all times.
"Hey Dick, we're home." He heard Bruce say to his left and looked over to see his adoptive father turning the keys and taking them out of the ignition.
"Think you can walk in yourself or do you need me to carry you?" Bruce asked concerned.
Dick thought about it for a moment, he felt more lucid than before and could probably walk by himself. But the thought of being carried right now was too appealing to him.
"Carried." He mumbled.
Bruce went around to the passenger side of the car and Dick reached up to Bruce as he grabbed him. He put his arms around Bruce's neck and his legs around his waist.
Bruce carried him to the house with one arm supporting him using the other to open the door.
"Hello Master Dick, I hear you've had quite the eventful morning." Dick heard Alfred greet them as they stepped into the mansion.
Dick just nodded into Bruce's neck where his head was resting.
"Alfred did you get everything ready that I called you about on the way over?" Bruce asked.
"Of course Master Bruce. Its all ready in Master Dick's bedroom." Alfred replied politely.
"Good, thank you Alfred. If you find the time call Lucius and tell him I'll be out of the office for awhile."
"Of course sir."
Bruce finished his briefing with Alfred and started to carry Dick to his room. Dick felt so safe and calm in Bruce's arms, his nose pressed against his scent gland. Inhaling his calming Alpha pheromones. safe-good-happy, these were the messages Bruce's scent gave off.
They finally got to Dick's room and Bruce tried to put him down but Dick didn't want to let go.
"Dick, we have to change you into your pyjamas, I'm sure they're alot comfier than your gym clothes." Bruce said.
Dick reluctantly let go of his Alpha's neck and was lowered onto his feet.
Dick stumbled slightly and fell back against the wall. As he did he realized the back of his shorts felt damp.
"Did I sweat through my underwear?" Dick questioned aloud.
"You are sweating alot, but no that's slick, it's something Omegas produce when in heat." Bruce replied.
"Well it's gross, can I get it to stop?" Dick asked bothered.
"When you're older kind of, you can take suppressants to make it so you don't have heats. But they aren't good for you so you shouldn't take them often." Bruce said as Dick looked grouchy at his response.
"But, you can also wear these." Bruce said as he pulled a pair of underwear out of a box Alfred had placed on Dick's bed.
"Big underwear?" Dick puzzled.
"They're special underwear that are designed for Omegas to wear during heat. My friend Leslie Thompkins designed them, and Wayne Enterprises produces them." Bruce explained.
"They absorb and dry slick, so you won't feel randomly damp all the time."
"So it's a diaper?" Dick grumbled.
"No Dick, it's not a diaper, it's not absorbent enough for urine. It's also only absorbent in the back of the underwear so it's not overly bulky." Bruce said as he unwrapped the packaging the underwear was in. "Alfred always made sure we had Heat Kits in the house, this is just the first time we've needed to open one."
"So, I'm the first Omega to live in Wayne Manor?" Dick asked looking down at his feet.
"Yes. Alfred is a Beta, and both my parents were Alphas, and as you know I'm one too." Bruce answered.
"Oh." Dick said dejectedly.
"Hey." Bruce knelt down next to Dick and put his hand on his shoulder. "That's not a bad thing Dick. It doesn't change who you are to me. You're my son and I'm proud of you. No matter what you are."
Dick smiled as he looked up from his fixed gaze on the floor.
"Or no matter who you like." Bruce said with a wink.
"Wait, do you mean Wally?" Dick shouted.
"I never said Wally." Bruce chuckled.
"Oh." Dick's shoulders sunk slightly.
"Don't worry, like I said, I still love you no matter what. Though I do wish you had better taste in boys." Bruce snickered. "But we can talk about that another time."
"Here, change into these, I'm going to go change into my pyjamas as well." Bruce gave Dick his pyjamas and new underwear and tried to leave.
But as he walked towards the door Dick let out a little involuntary keen.
Bruce stopped as he was shocked by the noise Dick made. He wasn't the type of pup to cry out often.
Bruce turned back to Dick and smiled at him. "I'll be back in less than a minute okay? You can even time me."
"One....two......three." Dick started counting with a devilish grin on his face.
Bruce chuckled and ran out of the room and down the hall to his room.
Dick giggled and looked down at his pyjamas and underwear in his arms. He didn't feel like changing, it felt like too much effort.
Dick looked around the room to see the preparations Alfred had made. There was several bottles of water and juice on the bedside table. As well as plenty of blankets and some sweaters belonging to Bruce. He picked up one of the sweaters and smelled it. It smelled like Bruce and it comforted him.
When Bruce came back a minute later he found Dick arranging the blankets and sweaters on the bed.
"Making a nest?" He asked from where he was standing in the doorway.
Dick turned slightly startled. "Oh yeah, I guess that is what I was doing." Dick said as he looked around at the nest he had carefully crafted.
"It looks perfect." Bruce beamed.
Dick perked up at the praise of his nest.
"But, I did notice you haven't changed out of your gym clothes." Bruce chastised lightly.
"Felt like too much effort." Dick muttered as he sat back down.
"Want me to help you change?" Bruce offered.
Dick knew he was probably a little too old to need help getting changed, but he wanted to be babied right now. He lifted his arms above his head as a signal that he wanted Bruce's help.
After helping Dick change they crawled into the nest together.
There was a gentle knock at the open door and Dick looked to see Alfred standing there with a platter holding some sandwiches. With another small bag in his other hand filled with snack foods.
"I assumed neither of you have had lunch given the extraordinary events of the day." Alfred said as he handed the plate of sandwiches to Bruce. "I suggest you both have your fill before drifting off."
Alfred placed the bag beside the bed and took his leave of the two.
After eating Dick started to feel warm and tired again. He started wobbling slightly. And before he knew it he fell against Bruce who was ready to catch him.
"Looks like you could use some sleep." Bruce laughed as he laid Dick into a more comfortable position in the nest before cuddling up to him.
Dick felt so safe in his nest with Bruce. Bruce's calming scent washing over him.
"I'll be right here when you wake up, I promise." Bruce reassured Dick before kissing the top of his head.
In no time at all, Dick fell deeply asleep.