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[The motion wasn't expected and Dick ends up untangling himself rather quickly, and then more so when Bruce starts to move away. There's concern on his face but at the mention of the bathroom it stops. The whole world has to do that occasionally. He can't stand in the way of a man needing to piss. Getting up himself, Dick goes to the guest bath, and takes care of nature. He cleans himself up some from their last romp together. They hadn't really done a complete job of it before squishing bodies together.

Using a washcloth and some soap, he gives himself a quick cat-bath, and brushes his teeth while he's in there. His hair's a mess, and he laughs. Sadly, a few fingers is all he's got for that. It's the least important thing here. Dick pats his stomach a few times, banging out a drum as he turns this way and that as people so often do in the mirror.

This round to the kitchen nets him an energy drink. They are hell on the body, but did wonders for the occasional night when he wasn't running around the city but stayed up anyway. Chugging it, he belched (what, bubbles) and then called in an order for two breakfast platters to be sent to his apartment.

Debating being a smidge romantic, Dick got over his hesitance and called up roses to go with it. Bruce could deal. Dick liked flowers, and they would smell nice over food. Now that he felt a little more put together, Dick went back to the bedroom to freshen up their "living area". He picked up the towels they'd used, hung up the robes, and changed the fitted sheet and pillow cases. He liked fresh sheets. Sheets that he crawled between and picked up his phone to really glance at the first time since they'd hooked up the night before. ]