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( he feels dick's presence even before he steps into the shower with him. maybe it's because of tonight. or maybe it's because he's batman. either way, he isn't caught by surprise when he feels the gentle brush of a hand over him. if anything, it's enough to quietly pull him from the thoughts that circle within his mind as the water does around the drain. to right here. right now. another moment that will be seen as fleeting and has all too soon slipped through wet fingers.

dick's touch is grounding in a way bruce didn't know he needed. much like before, on the couch. where lips and fingers brushed over each other and touched him in ways that made him sigh in something other than exhaustion for once... he finds himself leaning back ever so gently into the other man, letting hands and fingers roam over him as they so please with soap and water.

it's only after a moment — of water cascading down the slope of his shoulder, that he slowly turns to face the other man and, so gentle like the water falling on them, lips brush over dick's for a kiss that has such a sweetness to it, it feels almost fragile.

fleeting, eyes slipped shut, bruce lets his forehead press to dick's then and he sighs as he stands there. quiet. simply letting himself feel not only the water, but this moment. for whatever it may be. however long it may last. until it disappears into the shadows of this night and is left there. like so many things of his are. )