Dick was practically vibrating with excitement over seeing Bruce and Alfred. For the long days after speaking with his father he had anxiously waited for the day of Alfred's birthday to come. He had already been shopping for Alfred's present.
For the man who had been like a grandfather to him. He'd bought him a silver pocket watch to match his silver tie. Dick wrapped it carefully before putting it In his small overnight bag. He knew he didn't need many clothes.
When the day had finally arrived, Dick had gotten up at sunrise. He had showered, finished packing, and left at 6:30 in the morning. He heard the Early morning squeal of the tires on the asphalt. Happily, he made his way to Gotham City and was thrilled to make it there by nine AM. Tossing aside his helmet, he ran up toward the front doors. Using his key, he unlocked the door, took off his shoes and socks, and sat on the couch in the living room. Finally slipping his thumb into his mouth, he was able to relax. Still tired, he ended up falling asleep on the arm of the couch.
Bruce Wayne was one of the most alert people in the world. He heard the front door open, but was too exhausted to wake up. Another hour passed before he got up and went downstairs.
He was met with an adorable sight.
His son curled up on the end of the couch with his head on the arm of the couch and thumb in his mouth. Grinning, Bruce sat beside his child and was touched when Dick's head ended up in his lap. Gently stroking his son's hair, he looked at the peaceful expression on his boy's face.
When Alfred awoke on his birthday, he knew immediately that it was going to be special. He showered, dressed, and went downstairs to see his two masters on the couch. Smiling, he went into the kitchen and began to make breakfast.
The smell of eggs and bacon roused Dick Grayson from his sleep. He was thrilled to see he was in his father's lap. Giggling, Dick latched onto Bruce, excited for his day with his family.
Bruce picked up his son and took him up to the nursery to get dressed. Dick was thrilled to see the familiar colors of the nursery and was instantly relaxed. Bruce dressed his son quickly and headed back downstairs.
"Happy Birthday, Alfred." He said, setting Dick at the table.
"Happy birthday, Alfie!" Dick said, smiling.
"Thank you, sirs." He said, quietly.
They ate breakfast quietly, in a happy silence.
After breakfast was over, Dick wanted to give Alfred his present.
Alfred raised an eyebrow in surprise at the little tissue wrapped thing.
He was pleasantly surprised to see the gleaming silver of the watch, and smiled at his grandson.
"Thank you, Master Dick. It's lovely."
Dick grinned and hugged him.
Bruce put his hands on his son's shoulders, and they all moved to the living room to spend the day together.