( when dick shifts to lay his head down across his lap, bruce remains quiet as he watches him. it may have been ages for dick, but. for bruce, this is new and it takes him a second or two to really process this... process this shared moment here between them of understanding and relating to one another in, again, ways he didn't think he'd be able to with someone else.
gently, a hand comes down to rest atop dick's head and fingers are careful in the way they slowly brush through those dark strands of hair. he remembers his mother doing this with him β knows that he liked it and felt safe when she did. maybe dick will feel the same, if even for a short window of time. )
Maybe don't die again.
( it's said softly, as a means to gently lighten the mood. )
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gently, a hand comes down to rest atop dick's head and fingers are careful in the way they slowly brush through those dark strands of hair. he remembers his mother doing this with him β knows that he liked it and felt safe when she did. maybe dick will feel the same, if even for a short window of time. )
Maybe don't die again.
( it's said softly, as a means to gently lighten the mood. )
I might miss you if you do.