[In a way Dick wishes they were in some fancy hotel and not some rich person's house that they should really be leaving any minute. He wants to stay here and spend hours pouring over Jason's body with his fingers and his mouth, discovering all the hidden places he's thought about in his darkest, most secret fantasies.

As it is, his hands continue to dust over absolutely perfectly made features. Dick's not certain who could have ever seen this and given it up-- they had to have been blind and stupid. He leans down and brushes his lips along Jason's cheeks, whispering against the skin in silent worship. Dick wishes he could make up for all the mess between them, all the jealousy and anger he held in his heart at the start. ]

No, there are no guarantees in life. I won't be perfect. I know I won't. I'm going to hold on. I may be stupid and fight, but I want you to hold on too. I'm not leaving. I- I already.. I've cared for a while now.

[I'm half in love with you, he thinks with a long sigh. Swallowing again. He smiles softly and nods. When the kiss breaks, Dick presses in close, holding his forehead to jason's.]

I don't think it's a bad idea. I think it's the best I've made in a long time. We'll figure it out, no matter what. You're the most gorgeous person I've ever had sex with by the way. I'm going to keep telling you that until you believe me one day.