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( this moment was sure to end. bruce knows it. he knows dick knows it, too. regardless of how much time spent here — together — in the warmth they've found within both each other and the confines of the shower, it'll never be enough.

bruce opts for the robe when the suggestion is made and takes his time to dry himself off after dick leaves him to address the food situation. he stands there. alone. staring to the blurred reflection of himself in the fogged mirror he stands in front of. there's that part of him that wonders what he's doing— it would make alfred throw a fit dick had said in regards to food, but bruce tacks it onto if he knew about this. about them. what had transpired above sheets that have now been changed.

tying the robe at his waist, he joins the other man there in the bedroom and stands for a moment. quiet. thinking. if one knows bruce, they know that expression he gets on his face when he's slipping into whatever thought is nagging at him. granted, he's not liable to talk about it, but. that's bruce wayne for you. )

Silverware?

( the word comes out soft as he pads his way to the bed. )

Getting fancy on me.