[In preparation for their trip of a lifetime, Dick was ready to go all out. He'd ordered some basic stuff for them online, including the suitcases that they'd both need to carry all the shit that they'd end up getting while they were there and all the new clothes they were going to buy so that they'd look great on the trip.
It was a small thing for him to do, but Dick quietly enjoyed shopping for clothes and looking good. So, it was more than his pleasure to take them both to one of the largest and most expensive department stores in Gotham. He leaned over and kissed Jason's cheek as they walked in.]
Anything you want. Remember, we're going for a week, so bathing suits, clothes, shoes, the whole works. This world is your oyster today. Get a new wallet, socks, and all that too. Might as well do it up right. I love you.
[ Jason remembers coming to this place once or twice when he was younger. Definitely not to shop. No, he was more of a distraction tactic while his dad robbed the place. Never did he think he'd be standing here like this, with Dick Grayson of all people, getting ready for an all out shopping trip. ]
I really don't need that much stuff.
[He says, looking at Dick in awe as he starts listing off all the stuff he suggests Jason look for.]
Are you sure?
This is what I do when my brain is too distracted to write.
[Dick tucks Jason up next to him for a few more seconds, and holds him tight to his side. It's an overwhelming feeling for someone who hasn't had the keys to the kingdom. God how Dick used to hate being dragged here for fittings and proper attire for all those little things that Bruce and Alfred insisted he needed whenever they'd do things that would effect the Wayne image.
The second Dick got home, or away from it, he'd grab the most loose, torn up clothes in his closet and change.
This was different. Dick was going to let Jason pick things that went with his style. He wasn't going to make him conform in any way. ]
I'm very sure, and what's most important is that you pick out things you like. Things that fit your style. Nothing stuffy, boring, or things that you won't wear again. I want this trip for you to be about shit that really goes with you. You know?
[Taking his hand, he lead them to the escalator and then up to the level that had men's clothes.]
[ Maybe Jason wasn't around long enough for Bruce and Alfred to take him on these shopping trips. Alfred left things in Jason's room, already having gotten them for him in one way or another, and Jason would always simply wear it, because it's all he had.
Dick pulls him close, and he leans into him a little more, looking around. ]
...Okay. Yeah, alright. My own style. I don't even know what that is, man. Hoodies? Black jeans? I do need a new pair of boots-- but that probably wouldn't be what I'm wearing in Hawaii.
[He laughs a little, getting on the escalator with Dick. He's more excited now, especially when they end up in the men's section and he sees all the different things he can pick from.]
You can get boots. You can use them for the jeep rides up to the volcano and stuff. There's always room for boots. Hoodies and black jeans are good too, but get some t-shirts, and maybe a few without sleeves for when we're at the pool or the beach. You'll probably change a few times a day.
[With fingers linked, Dick leads them both over to the section where a veritable myriad of shirts exist, every type and every flavor. It doesn't take Dick too long before he's found one that he wants to try on. He grabs a few button ups for dinners. He knows there's luau, and restaurant attached to the hotel where they can have their meals. From there, he finds some t-shirts, holding a few up for Jason's approval. ]
What do you think of these? I don't want to look boring and old, but I don't want to look like an idiot either.
...Yeah? Okay. Wait... jeep rides up to the volcano? Are you serious?
[He's gonna be constantly amazed by everything they do. He's never imagined a trip like this for himself. He laugh a little when Dick says he'll change a few times a day, too. Dick knows he barely even has a change of three outfits, let alone multiple a day. This is going above and beyond.
But he knows he has to let go. He has to move past his old ways, especially for this trip. Dick is showing him that it's ok to be more, to do more-- to spend more. He's not a street kid anymore.]
You never look like an idiot. Sometimes a little boring, but I like it. Those are pretty good, though. I like the colors. Am I gonna have to get some button downs too?
I'm very serious. There's going to be so much fun, I'm not sure we can handle it all. I can't wait for everything.
[A man comes up and asks if he can hold the clothes for them, and Dick nods handing over what he's already got. He also picks out a few things he likes for Jason, that are particularly his style. He grins at his love and nods
Then he walks forward and wraps his arms around Jason.]
That's up to you. There are some nicer occasions, if you want to put on a button down you can, but I won't ever make you dress up for anything. I know you hate it.
[ He used to have a lot more of it before he died. Before the Titans. That bright eyed enthusiasm has changed and faded, but it doesn't mean it's completely gone. He just hasn't had the chance for it really.
Jason's not keen on the guy who comes over to help, and he's about to tell him that they've got this, but Dick happily hands over the clothes he picked, so Jason leaves it be, and just settles in against Dick. ]
I can pick out some fancier things. Maybe not button downs, but... some nicer shirts. There's so much to choose from.
[He doesn't even really know where to begin, but he does see some nice green shirts that he points to.]
[It's been a while since Dick has done shopping like this, but he's done it before-- too many times before. Bruce used to take him and force him to pick through certain racks and find 'appropriate' things for banquets and other occasions that Dick had to make appearances at. Not to mention all the clothes that Dick had to wear on the day to day. Maybe that's why he doesn't have that keen of a fashion sense today. He really hasn't been raised to pick out anything great.
Holding Jason reminds him of all the life and vitality they both have. Knowing the changes that the pit brings, Dick leans in and kisses Jason softly, speaking much the same way.]
Thank you for this. I know it's not easy, but I want you to have everything you need and might want at all for this vacation. I know it's been your dream, and so I'm going to do everything in my power to bring that dream to life.
[Glancing at the shirts, Dick nods and walks over.]
These are nice, and how about the blue over there.They will go with your eyes. They're dark blue too, so they aren't anything overt and don't standout. I think they'd look sexy on you.
[ Jason raises his eyebrows a little, looking at Dick. ]
Everything I need is right here. You know I don't need stuff to make it my dream come true.
[But it's nice to be able to do this anyway, and he knows this part is all Dick- wanting to do what he can to make Jason happy. To give him things. Maybe that's Dick's love language.]
Blue is good too. I actually like colors, despite my very dark gray and black wardrobe.
[He picks up a few of the shirts, holding them up to himself.]
[There's a wide grin on Dick's face. He knows that he never has to do a thing but be with Jason, and honestly that's all he needs back-- this is a something that he can do, and he doesn't do things like this often, not for himself or anyone else. It's simple and maybe it is a part of his love language. He's loves to take care of his partner in every way possible, emotionally, sexually, and physically-- by offering what he has, everything he has.
Laughing softly, he nods.]
I know, this is for the trip, remember. I'm having fun and I want you to think about it as a once in a lifetime opportunity. We can give up all the stuff to the poor later if you decide you want to. Stuff is never required for us, but for the trip it will be nice.
[When the man comes back, Dick hands him several more shirts, some for himself and some for Jason. Then he picks out a ton of jeans and sends the man away, leading Jason over to the swimsuits.] Okay, now for two swimsuits. You need two, so that you can wear one while the other dries. Just in case, like a before and after breakfast or lunch deal.
...Okay. That's a good idea. Once in a lifetime- I'll go all in.
[And so he really tries to, snagging a few more shirts to look at, putting some back that really aren't his style. He grabs mostly black jeans, despite trying to branch out. He does have a couple regular ones in the pile. He's not sure about shorts- though he figures it'll be hot and they'll be wearing those, too.
By the time the guy comes back it feels like they have a lot, but Dick looks satisfied.]
Wow, you've really delved deep into these plans, huh. I would never even think about that.
[He laughs a little, going over to the swimsuits. A lot of them have funky patterns and neon colors. He lifts up a yellow one with pink flamingos on it.]
Damn, these are... something else, huh. Are we gonna wear flamingos on our asses?
[Wandering through the racks of swimwear, Dick has to laugh at the things they come across. The things men won't, or is it will wear in the name of water is ridiculous. Case in point being the flamingo board shorts that Jason holds up.
Laughing, Dick immediately comes across a pair of swimshorts he knows that Jason will laugh his ass off at. At least he thinks he will. If he gets it right away. Left side, then right side. Dick took a second, but then he starts snorting out laughter. ]
Here, these are yours. I mean, they sound exactly like you.
[There's more laughter, and then Dick hits the men's bikini wear and he slips out a thong and shakes his head.] Why. Why would any man put themselves through this unless they were being sexy for someone, not the general public and they knew they were taking it off in under ten minutes. Thongs are not necessary.
[ Yeah, Jason gets it right away and he laughs too, surprised Dick would even show those to him, because of course now he has to get them. ]
Those are definitely coming with me.
[He snags them, an amused look on his face. He won't wear them out and embarrass Dick, but he has to at least pretend he would. The thong ones though???? Not so much.]
I think your ass would look super fucking sweet in them, though. Especially the blue ones. Whole Nightwing vibe.
I figured you had to own them, if not wear them. [There's a pause.] Maybe for me in the bedroom.
[Dick gives a wide grin and then takes those thongs from Jason and holds them out. ]
Only in the bedroom. These would never leave our suite of rooms, at any of the hotels. I don't mind dressing for you, but I'm not going to wear anything out of the hotel room that shows off my ass. That is property of Jason only.
[Looking to the gentleman that comes over, Dick nods and speaks about a few dressier types of outfits, and the styles they are looking for. Then he hands over his card. It's about lunch time anyhow, and they have so much to pack now before they board the plane and get things going on the trip.]
It felt like it had taken forever to get across the ocean and to Hawaii, and then another million years to get through baggage claim, and to their limo. Reality was obviously so much shorter, but Dick was incredibly impatient. He was impossibly excited for everything that was going on. From their first class seats to disembarking to beautiful music, flowers and everyone around speaking Hawaiian, and japanese, it made his mind swarm.
The first Lei they both received was upon walking off the plane. Not everyone received a welcome Lei any more, but because they were recognizable first class, and were staying somewhere special. It was their first of several that day. He received his with a kiss on the cheek per custom and returned the kiss with a thank you, showing Jason to do the same.
From there they were being whisked away in their limo and a short boat ride which would take them to their private island residence for the rest of their stay on Maui at a nice, very private home called Turtle Cove.
Tour of Hawaii's National Lava Park on the Big Island.
Getting up in the middle of the night to rent a jeep to drive winding and twisting roads at breakneck speed was terrifying and wonderful all at once. There was a lot of caffeine consumed as normal, and Dick felt a little more like himself, keeping hours at this time of night rather then the daylight ones they'd been keeping. When they'd finally made it to Haleakalā National Park before six am so that they could get in before the hundreds of other tourists, Dick was beginning to feel the weight of morning.
"I hope this is worth it. I know this is the highest point in Maui. I feel like I can hardly breathe up here." Before asking for it the Sun began to rise. Leaning against the jeep, Dick quickly and quietly snatched Jason into his arms and held him tight as they watched. "Wow.." He whispered ultra-quietly, unwilling to break the almost sacred spell of this magical feeling moment. Lips rested at Jason's neck, where they always seemed to fit perfectly.
"I never knew a sunrise could be so stunning". This vacation has taught me so much. " He remained there holding Jason for what felt like hours. There was more they could do, but living in this moment, like in so many others they'd had together on this vacation brought them closer together than Dick had ever dreamed.
This was the day that Dick had been looking forward to. A part of him wanted to take a hike to some of the really dangerous cliff diving places, but he wasn't sure how Jason felt about any of that. He knew they both loved danger and excitement and would do about anything for the thrill, but he wasn't sure about how strong Jason's swimming skills were and so he kept things relatively safe.
The beach was near and the riptides wouldn't drag either of them out to sea if they didn't swim as strongly as they thought they could. This was the wild ocean, at one of its more dangerous times of the year. Dick still did his best and chose a spot that was a favorite with the locals and not the tourists. He figured they'd go on a weekday and not the weekend so they wouldn't be so crowded.
Alan Davis Beach was on the east side of the Island, and it had a little bit of everything. There were lots of planks and wooden sticks stuck out in the rocky out croppings for people to dive off into the wickedly ice blue of the ocean at a ton of different heights. Dick could flip and fly until his heart was content. He'd get to show off all his acrobatic moves.
He practically skipped from their rented jeep along the path backward as they made their way to the beachhead. "Look how clear the water is. They said you can see turtles from the top, when you look down to dive. Giant turtles waiting for you to dive in with them. Plus there's a lot of snorkeling." Grabbing Jason's hand, Dick kisses it before he dives straight into the ocean from one of the bridges.
"Hurry, the water is amazing. Oh, and then when we get tired here, there's a forty-five minute hike to this really great place with tide pools, that got like huge water canons and shit." Dick dives under the water and comes up near the rocks, patiently waiting for Jason.
When it's more fun to stay in and model bathing suits and play sexy card games and really talk about life together than go out anywhere else in the world.
They'd been running at breakneck speed since coming to Hawaii. Every night they'd come back to their room to relax and be with one another, but this evening started early and with a little fun. Dick had forgone lights in lieu of tealights placed along the main pathway. The bedroom and bathrooms were littered to death with them, as was the pool area, should they want to go skinny dipping later. This was their place and Dick wanted to make tonight special for them. He was so in love, but he felt like although they often said it and smothered one another with affection and words, they didn't speak of past or future.
It was easy to go through the motions of being in love. Feeling the depth of depravity and the absolute need that Dick sometimes wanted Jason with felt good to him, but he wasn't so sure that Jason would feel the same if he knew exactly how intensely Dick felt. It was hard to open up all the way at times. They both carried their scars from the Lazarus pit, and never spoke on it. They didn't touch spots in their lives that hurt them, and Dick was afraid to scratch too deep, least he get told to back off.
Not always, but the majority of the time said that he didn't mind, that it never bothered him. Most of the time it was, but it wasn't always the truth. He wanted to be free to show Jason all sides of him and know that Jason still loved him, how could he do that if Jason didn't do the same with him. What's to trust if you're not trusted in return absolutely. Jason could put the same spin on it right back. There was a soft issue of needing to understand and be sure of one another still, even after this time.
Is it trust to just accept, and not share a burden? These were questions that Dick had trouble answering and were the main points of contention in their relationship. He was working through them, but it still troubled him.
Still, he thought tonight might help open them up, settle it once and for all. Being physically open, could help with the emotional sharing. They'd been growing closer all week, and Dick had one more thing he wanted to do. He hoped that they'd make it to that by the end of all this. If they weren't there emotionally, then they weren't there.
When Jason came in from getting more drinks, Dick was waiting in the bedroom, Wearing nothing but his Male Speedo, with a board game next to him. It was more like a box with a bunch of card decks in it.
"So, what do you think? Like your purchase? You may not know this, but I got you a little something while we were out shopping. It's not a thong, but it's still pretty sexy."
Trying not to laugh too hard, Dick throws this flamingo speedo at Jason, because turn about is such fair play.
F. Last Night on the Island. -Luau and maybe more.
And take everything I have Till there is nothing left Till it's just your voice in my head And when the lights come on You see me as I am You're still inside me You are the only one The only one that sees me That trusts me and believes me You are the only one The only one that knows me And in the dark you show me
It had been a long last day on the island, sleeping in, rolling around doing a lot of nothing but enjoying the little private island that they'd been allowed to stay at. They'd taken a few little trips apart from one another to turn in things they rented, but for the most part Dick was getting things ready for the evening. He was still on the fence about tonight. He still wanted everything in its place and had all the pieces ready. One thing he did know. He was going to spend his life with Jason. There was nothing that could ever convince him otherwise.
He had to make sure that Jason felt the same way as well. It struck him as they had yet another argument that night. It made him want to punch his fist through something, but in the end they made up and hopefully turned things around for better. He really hoped that most of what they communicated through the night before had made a difference. He wanted to be on solid ground no matter what. They had booked the most luxurious and romantic luau for the evening. The food was supposed to be out of this world, and so was the show. Dick was legit overly excited once more, even if his stomach was tied into a million knots.
He tried to breathe naturally, but it wasn't easy. Maybe he shouldn't do it this quickly, was six months too early, even if he didn't want to do this for some time to come. It was merely a promise. The hope of a future, and a way for Dick to tell the world that he wasn't on the market any longer. He was done being an eligible bachelor. He only wanted one man in this world for the rest of his life. Laying back on their bed, Dick was thinking about it all wearing one of the outfits he'd got particularly for the luau as he thought. He only had pants on, and nothing else though. They weren't in a rush... yet.
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A. Shopping Trip.
[In preparation for their trip of a lifetime, Dick was ready to go all out. He'd ordered some basic stuff for them online, including the suitcases that they'd both need to carry all the shit that they'd end up getting while they were there and all the new clothes they were going to buy so that they'd look great on the trip.
It was a small thing for him to do, but Dick quietly enjoyed shopping for clothes and looking good. So, it was more than his pleasure to take them both to one of the largest and most expensive department stores in Gotham. He leaned over and kissed Jason's cheek as they walked in.]
Anything you want. Remember, we're going for a week, so bathing suits, clothes, shoes, the whole works. This world is your oyster today. Get a new wallet, socks, and all that too. Might as well do it up right. I love you.
TY for setting this up! It's so cute!
I really don't need that much stuff.
[He says, looking at Dick in awe as he starts listing off all the stuff he suggests Jason look for.]
Are you sure?
This is what I do when my brain is too distracted to write.
[Dick tucks Jason up next to him for a few more seconds, and holds him tight to his side. It's an overwhelming feeling for someone who hasn't had the keys to the kingdom. God how Dick used to hate being dragged here for fittings and proper attire for all those little things that Bruce and Alfred insisted he needed whenever they'd do things that would effect the Wayne image.
The second Dick got home, or away from it, he'd grab the most loose, torn up clothes in his closet and change.
This was different. Dick was going to let Jason pick things that went with his style. He wasn't going to make him conform in any way. ]
I'm very sure, and what's most important is that you pick out things you like. Things that fit your style. Nothing stuffy, boring, or things that you won't wear again. I want this trip for you to be about shit that really goes with you. You know?
[Taking his hand, he lead them to the escalator and then up to the level that had men's clothes.]
Alright, I'll follow your lead here.
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Dick pulls him close, and he leans into him a little more, looking around. ]
...Okay. Yeah, alright. My own style. I don't even know what that is, man. Hoodies? Black jeans? I do need a new pair of boots-- but that probably wouldn't be what I'm wearing in Hawaii.
[He laughs a little, getting on the escalator with Dick. He's more excited now, especially when they end up in the men's section and he sees all the different things he can pick from.]
Should we start with shirts?
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[With fingers linked, Dick leads them both over to the section where a veritable myriad of shirts exist, every type and every flavor. It doesn't take Dick too long before he's found one that he wants to try on. He grabs a few button ups for dinners. He knows there's luau, and restaurant attached to the hotel where they can have their meals. From there, he finds some t-shirts, holding a few up for Jason's approval. ]
What do you think of these? I don't want to look boring and old, but I don't want to look like an idiot either.
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[He's gonna be constantly amazed by everything they do. He's never imagined a trip like this for himself. He laugh a little when Dick says he'll change a few times a day, too. Dick knows he barely even has a change of three outfits, let alone multiple a day. This is going above and beyond.
But he knows he has to let go. He has to move past his old ways, especially for this trip. Dick is showing him that it's ok to be more, to do more-- to spend more. He's not a street kid anymore.]
You never look like an idiot. Sometimes a little boring, but I like it. Those are pretty good, though. I like the colors. Am I gonna have to get some button downs too?
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[A man comes up and asks if he can hold the clothes for them, and Dick nods handing over what he's already got. He also picks out a few things he likes for Jason, that are particularly his style. He grins at his love and nods
Then he walks forward and wraps his arms around Jason.]
That's up to you. There are some nicer occasions, if you want to put on a button down you can, but I won't ever make you dress up for anything. I know you hate it.
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[ He used to have a lot more of it before he died. Before the Titans. That bright eyed enthusiasm has changed and faded, but it doesn't mean it's completely gone. He just hasn't had the chance for it really.
Jason's not keen on the guy who comes over to help, and he's about to tell him that they've got this, but Dick happily hands over the clothes he picked, so Jason leaves it be, and just settles in against Dick. ]
I can pick out some fancier things. Maybe not button downs, but... some nicer shirts. There's so much to choose from.
[He doesn't even really know where to begin, but he does see some nice green shirts that he points to.]
How about those?
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Holding Jason reminds him of all the life and vitality they both have. Knowing the changes that the pit brings, Dick leans in and kisses Jason softly, speaking much the same way.]
Thank you for this. I know it's not easy, but I want you to have everything you need and might want at all for this vacation. I know it's been your dream, and so I'm going to do everything in my power to bring that dream to life.
[Glancing at the shirts, Dick nods and walks over.]
These are nice, and how about the blue over there.They will go with your eyes. They're dark blue too, so they aren't anything overt and don't standout. I think they'd look sexy on you.
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Everything I need is right here. You know I don't need stuff to make it my dream come true.
[But it's nice to be able to do this anyway, and he knows this part is all Dick- wanting to do what he can to make Jason happy. To give him things. Maybe that's Dick's love language.]
Blue is good too. I actually like colors, despite my very dark gray and black wardrobe.
[He picks up a few of the shirts, holding them up to himself.]
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Laughing softly, he nods.]
I know, this is for the trip, remember. I'm having fun and I want you to think about it as a once in a lifetime opportunity. We can give up all the stuff to the poor later if you decide you want to. Stuff is never required for us, but for the trip it will be nice.
[When the man comes back, Dick hands him several more shirts, some for himself and some for Jason. Then he picks out a ton of jeans and sends the man away, leading Jason over to the swimsuits.] Okay, now for two swimsuits. You need two, so that you can wear one while the other dries. Just in case, like a before and after breakfast or lunch deal.
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[And so he really tries to, snagging a few more shirts to look at, putting some back that really aren't his style. He grabs mostly black jeans, despite trying to branch out. He does have a couple regular ones in the pile. He's not sure about shorts- though he figures it'll be hot and they'll be wearing those, too.
By the time the guy comes back it feels like they have a lot, but Dick looks satisfied.]
Wow, you've really delved deep into these plans, huh. I would never even think about that.
[He laughs a little, going over to the swimsuits. A lot of them have funky patterns and neon colors. He lifts up a yellow one with pink flamingos on it.]
Damn, these are... something else, huh. Are we gonna wear flamingos on our asses?
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Laughing, Dick immediately comes across a pair of swimshorts he knows that Jason will laugh his ass off at. At least he thinks he will. If he gets it right away. Left side, then right side. Dick took a second, but then he starts snorting out laughter. ]
Here, these are yours. I mean, they sound exactly like you.
[There's more laughter, and then Dick hits the men's bikini wear and he slips out a thong and shakes his head.] Why. Why would any man put themselves through this unless they were being sexy for someone, not the general public and they knew they were taking it off in under ten minutes. Thongs are not necessary.
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Those are definitely coming with me.
[He snags them, an amused look on his face. He won't wear them out and embarrass Dick, but he has to at least pretend he would. The thong ones though???? Not so much.]
I think your ass would look super fucking sweet in them, though. Especially the blue ones. Whole Nightwing vibe.
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[Dick gives a wide grin and then takes those thongs from Jason and holds them out. ]
Only in the bedroom. These would never leave our suite of rooms, at any of the hotels. I don't mind dressing for you, but I'm not going to wear anything out of the hotel room that shows off my ass. That is property of Jason only.
[Looking to the gentleman that comes over, Dick nods and speaks about a few dressier types of outfits, and the styles they are looking for. Then he hands over his card. It's about lunch time anyhow, and they have so much to pack now before they board the plane and get things going on the trip.]
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OOC: Wow, that's a lot! It looks really great :)
There are days when I feel productive. :) Glad you like it.
That was very productive! I love all of it a lot :D
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B. Getting Layed and the Hotel
Home Sweet Home: Turtle Cove
From the airport to their Living situation.
The first Lei they both received was upon walking off the plane. Not everyone received a welcome Lei any more, but because they were recognizable first class, and were staying somewhere special. It was their first of several that day. He received his with a kiss on the cheek per custom and returned the kiss with a thank you, showing Jason to do the same.
From there they were being whisked away in their limo and a short boat ride which would take them to their private island residence for the rest of their stay on Maui at a nice, very private home called Turtle Cove.
Tour of Hawaii's National Lava Park on the Big Island.
Because the jeep sunrise drive down into Maui's dormant volcano wasn't enough
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"I hope this is worth it. I know this is the highest point in Maui. I feel like I can hardly breathe up here." Before asking for it the Sun began to rise. Leaning against the jeep, Dick quickly and quietly snatched Jason into his arms and held him tight as they watched. "Wow.." He whispered ultra-quietly, unwilling to break the almost sacred spell of this magical feeling moment. Lips rested at Jason's neck, where they always seemed to fit perfectly.
"I never knew a sunrise could be so stunning". This vacation has taught me so much. " He remained there holding Jason for what felt like hours. There was more they could do, but living in this moment, like in so many others they'd had together on this vacation brought them closer together than Dick had ever dreamed.
D. Cliff Diving, Swimming & Snorkling
A place to show off their mad skills.
You can really fly.
The beach was near and the riptides wouldn't drag either of them out to sea if they didn't swim as strongly as they thought they could. This was the wild ocean, at one of its more dangerous times of the year. Dick still did his best and chose a spot that was a favorite with the locals and not the tourists. He figured they'd go on a weekday and not the weekend so they wouldn't be so crowded.
Alan Davis Beach was on the east side of the Island, and it had a little bit of everything. There were lots of planks and wooden sticks stuck out in the rocky out croppings for people to dive off into the wickedly ice blue of the ocean at a ton of different heights. Dick could flip and fly until his heart was content. He'd get to show off all his acrobatic moves.
He practically skipped from their rented jeep along the path backward as they made their way to the beachhead. "Look how clear the water is. They said you can see turtles from the top, when you look down to dive. Giant turtles waiting for you to dive in with them. Plus there's a lot of snorkeling." Grabbing Jason's hand, Dick kisses it before he dives straight into the ocean from one of the bridges.
"Hurry, the water is amazing. Oh, and then when we get tired here, there's a forty-five minute hike to this really great place with tide pools, that got like huge water canons and shit." Dick dives under the water and comes up near the rocks, patiently waiting for Jason.
A Very Special Night
Date Night In.
It was easy to go through the motions of being in love. Feeling the depth of depravity and the absolute need that Dick sometimes wanted Jason with felt good to him, but he wasn't so sure that Jason would feel the same if he knew exactly how intensely Dick felt. It was hard to open up all the way at times. They both carried their scars from the Lazarus pit, and never spoke on it. They didn't touch spots in their lives that hurt them, and Dick was afraid to scratch too deep, least he get told to back off.
Not always, but the majority of the time said that he didn't mind, that it never bothered him. Most of the time it was, but it wasn't always the truth. He wanted to be free to show Jason all sides of him and know that Jason still loved him, how could he do that if Jason didn't do the same with him. What's to trust if you're not trusted in return absolutely. Jason could put the same spin on it right back. There was a soft issue of needing to understand and be sure of one another still, even after this time.
Is it trust to just accept, and not share a burden? These were questions that Dick had trouble answering and were the main points of contention in their relationship. He was working through them, but it still troubled him.
Still, he thought tonight might help open them up, settle it once and for all. Being physically open, could help with the emotional sharing. They'd been growing closer all week, and Dick had one more thing he wanted to do. He hoped that they'd make it to that by the end of all this. If they weren't there emotionally, then they weren't there.
When Jason came in from getting more drinks, Dick was waiting in the bedroom, Wearing nothing but his Male Speedo, with a board game next to him. It was more like a box with a bunch of card decks in it.
"So, what do you think? Like your purchase? You may not know this, but I got you a little something while we were out shopping. It's not a thong, but it's still pretty sexy."
Trying not to laugh too hard, Dick throws this flamingo speedo at Jason, because turn about is such fair play.
F. Last Night on the Island. -Luau and maybe more.
And take everything I have
Till there is nothing left
Till it's just your voice in my head
And when the lights come on
You see me as I am
You're still inside me
You are the only one
The only one that sees me
That trusts me and believes me
You are the only one
The only one that knows me
And in the dark you show me
THE FEAST AT MŌKAPU
He had to make sure that Jason felt the same way as well. It struck him as they had yet another argument that night. It made him want to punch his fist through something, but in the end they made up and hopefully turned things around for better. He really hoped that most of what they communicated through the night before had made a difference. He wanted to be on solid ground no matter what. They had booked the most luxurious and romantic luau for the evening. The food was supposed to be out of this world, and so was the show. Dick was legit overly excited once more, even if his stomach was tied into a million knots.
He tried to breathe naturally, but it wasn't easy. Maybe he shouldn't do it this quickly, was six months too early, even if he didn't want to do this for some time to come. It was merely a promise. The hope of a future, and a way for Dick to tell the world that he wasn't on the market any longer. He was done being an eligible bachelor. He only wanted one man in this world for the rest of his life. Laying back on their bed, Dick was thinking about it all wearing one of the outfits he'd got particularly for the luau as he thought. He only had pants on, and nothing else though. They weren't in a rush... yet.