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DICK & IGGY

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[dead_tongue]

[Iggy shrugs. Even if Dick does like a good dive bar, he still has waitstaff who are happy to fall all over themselves to please him. Money talks.

Iggy lifts his eyebrows at that last statement.]

...hope you're not expecting the same, because I've got eyes. Even if we're monogamous, baby, I'm looking at hotties.

[cohero]

[Waitstaff only fawn over him when they know him, and he does his best to be just another guy when he can. He doesn't like to be the subject of his income. That's far more a thing for Bruce Wayne.

Honestly, it's why Dick spends a lot more time eating in and staying in than going out. Then when he does, it's to places that serve to go-- it's not like he works to garner attention. Money may talk, but Dick tries to make his talk less.

That makes Dick pause for a second. ]

You know, we never talked about being exclusive... I didn't know if we were or not, and I know ... neither of us are dead by the way. We're allowed to have eyes. I'd be sad if you didn't share someone you found hot with me. A good view is always a good view.

[dead_tongue]

No, we haven't.

[He grins.] Same! I like looking.

On a more serious note, we can talk about it if you want to. I admit to a little evasion on the subject. It's--

[He pauses. The ghost is staring at him.

Iggy clears his throat.]

I don't want it to become an argument or a "Iggy, it's up to you" deflection. You know? I want it to be like... an important conversation, sure, but not dire. And I'm in no rush to nail us down into anything. I really don't care if you fuck half this restaurant, baby.

[cohero]

Personally, I have no desire to sleep with anyone else. That's me. I know it's a conversation to be had, and I'm not going to argue about anything.

[The oysters arrive, and Dick smiles. He glances at Iggy and realizes that he'd spaced out for a little bit. Biting his lip, Dick adjusts his chair slightly, moving it in toward the table but sliding it over to maybe block the view? He doesn't know, because he can't see.

His leg slides along Iggy's. ]

I'm also not going to put it all in your lap. I mean, we are dating and so it's our conversation to find a place we find comfortable. Did you want to take the rest of our food to go, babe? I wouldn't mind eating at home if you wished.

[Dick takes an oyster and holds it up for Iggy to try, still doing everything he would on any other date.]

[dead_tongue]

[Iggy smiles brightly.]

Thanks. I don't know much about relationships, but I do know they need to be collaborative.

[At the question he shakes his head, gaze dropping for a moment.]

No. I'm fine.

[He's happy to focus on trying the oysters instead, looking about as pleased as can be.]

So you don't love the playboy lifestyle? That's funny, then, you hooking up with me.

[cohero]

I know that too. I was pretty good at communicating in most relationships about this type of thing. It was work that always got in the way.

[Dick nods and takes a bite of the oyster, fishing it out with one of the tiny forks. He has fun going back and forth between feeding himself and feeding Iggy, because it's romantic and he loves watching Iggy take it from the fork with his lips. It's a mild turn on, if not a little more than that. What can he say-- his boyfriend is hot.]

Maybe I never wanted to be like Bruce in that way, or maybe I'm wired a little different. I mean, it's not like I haven't just slept with girls once or twice and gone my way, but half the time it's been someone in my business... Not always the great side either.

[He laughs softly, thinking about jinx then sighs as he remembers her fondly. She was dangerous, but wasn't all bad. It was sad that she had to die the way she did. At least she did it helping save the world.]

You were the first man I ever found really attractive enough to go all the way with. I still don't know how that all happened, but it did.

[dead_tongue]

It's just extra funny since you're rich, you know? And I'm a gold digger.

[He's happy to be fed - Iggy isn't unused to being pampered. He enjoys it most of the time.]

Yeah, dunno! I wasn't even in girl clothes when we met!

[He bats his eyelashes.]

I'm just that pretty.

[cohero]

You can dig my gold any day, baby because yes, you really are that gorgeous.

[There's something about Iggy's features that can be jarring at times. Dick wasn't even sure what he thought at first, but then when Iggy turned one day, there was this softness Dick saw in him that he couldn't ever unsee. From that moment on, Iggy became more and more attractive. It was one of the most real feelings that Dick had ever experienced for a man.

Sure, he'd fooled around with the other guys in the titans, but nothing had ever come close to the desire and need he had for Iggy. Then there was the willowy shape of his body -- that Dick adored. He even went so far as to be with him, knowing that Iggy would never be someone that saw Dick back in the same way Dick saw Iggy.

At least that's what he figured. Things changed, but it took time. Now Dick wanted to spend all his time and energy romancing him, but he didn't want to overwhelm Iggy either. So, he took his time. He didn't do all the things in his mind, because there was so much.

There was a lot of things he wanted to try sexually, but they went along with the romance. It was hard to know which way to go -- especially since he never wanted Iggy to feel like he was only wanted for sex, but Dick didn't want to push him romantically either, because he didn't want him to feel boxed in, when this was his first kind of a relationship.

Leaning over, he touched his lips to Iggy's and smiled.]

You will always be the most beautiful thing in my life.

[dead_tongue]

Mm, don't say that, I'll let you pay my rent.

[Iggy is extremely angular. Even if he's in a dress or makeup, it's impossible to ignore the sharpness of his features. So he does remain a little baffled by Dick's attraction, considering that he seems to prefer women as a general rule.

He's not expecting the kiss, but he returns it warmly.]

Yeah? Even when I get old and suffer twink death?

[cohero]

When we get closer and you get sick of rent you can eventually come live with me. You know, after our first date.

[He grins and sips at his wine. Laughing softly. He has no idea what Iggy's ideas are about that type of thing, so for now it's up in the air. Dick has always been open about how he feels, but they already decided that Dick wasn't going to pay for things, because Dick wasn't one of those guys.

Now that they're dating things are different to a point, but Dick has no idea where those lines are. He's sure they can draw them out later. He doesn't want to misstep again like he did earlier.

There's another laugh and he nods.]

Even then sugar. I'll love your twink even when it's dead. Do they die? I mean with all the pills. I heard that all the old men are giving all the old ladies in the nursing homes all sorts of STDS.

[dead_tongue]

Yeah, let's not get ahead of ourselves, right?

[Iggy sips his own wine, smiling. Being out with Dick is fun. The food is good, the wine is good, the view is beautiful.

He looks at Dick, and then cracks up laughing. Well, in his own peculiar way: silently, one hand pressed to his mouth.]

Oh my god. Dick. No, no, honey... oh my god, I keep forgetting you're so... not gay.

Twinks are like, youthful, skinny, pretty guys. 'Twink death' is when we get too old to be considered one anymore. It's mostly a joke.

But you're right: old people love to fuck, and they don't wrap it up.

[cohero]

[Well, Dick had thought that's what a twink was at first, but he didn't think that Iggy was talking about his own death, so he was thinking that maybe he was talking about the death of his dick figuratively -- since he was, oh hell, Dick really wasn't all that gay. What did he know.

Now he knew better, but it still didn't sound right. It was pretty much what Dick meant. He'd be around for it all.

The angular features, the beautiful man he was now and then. Whatever they decided to do with their lives, Dick certainly wasn't always going to be as fit as he was now. He'd work as long as he could, and do his best, but who knew how long that was.]

I know what a twink is believe it or not. I ... just thought- it doesn't matter, but I get it now. It's the same answer, I see no reason not to stick around. Unless you decide to dump me because I'm not the perfect specimen when I get older. If I get older.

[dead_tongue]

It's okay, Dick. I'm just teasing you.

I-- wait. 'If'? What do you mean if?

[Genuine concern. Iggy leans forward a little.]

Do you think you'll die young? Or are you secretly a vampire?

[cohero]

I know, I'm easy to tease with this stuff. I'll get used to it, I swear.

[He barely pokes his tongue out, letting it stick out the front and sides very playfully. He's really not serious all the time. He's rather playful quite often.

Seeing Iggy's concern, Dick leans in and brings their hands back together.]

I.. I don't know. I've already died once. Life is short, or can be. I'm as careful as I can be out there, and I always will be. It's one of those things. I was about to say I wish I was a vampire, but while I don't mind the occasional taste of blood, I don't think I'd want to live without food, or live forever. Ugh.

[dead_tongue]

I think it's cute. I'm just used to gay guys, that's all.

[Iggy grins back, but a moment later holds those hands. He squeezes them before he offers Dick a wry look.]

Dick. Sweetheart. I know more about death than pretty much anyone you're ever gonna meet. Yeah, life is short.

I'm less concerned about you dying than you not dying - that idea is what kinda freaked me out. With the shit you get up to I'm never sure if stuff like that is a possibility.

[cohero]

I've already died, so I know how it works. I'm not worried about not dying. I'm sure that I will again. It was bad enough dying and being put in that pit. I have no desire to go back there. There's a part of me...

[He pauses, and shakes his head.]

A part that won't ever be the same. It's there, and I feel it. The pit marked me, but I can and will always fight it. I know I was meant to come back and keep doing this, but when it's my time I'll be ready. I'm not like the al'guls. I'm not going to spend life trying to extend it.

[dead_tongue]

What do you mean it marked you? How? You seem normal to me.

Well. Relatively.

[cohero]

[How does he describe the pit to someone who doesn't know anything about it. He only knows fragments of the legends, but he can feel the pull of the bloodlust that it's supposed to cause. Dick's kept it at bay, and not let it overtake him, but he knows it's there always at the back of his mind. ]

The Pit contains fragments of all the souls its ever resurrected, or healed. There's a much larger one that the Al'Gul's use to stay alive for centuries. I don't know much about that one, but I know it can cause a person to go mad with bloodlust and can steal their soul until someone goes to retrieve it because it's been used by so many people. The pit that I was put in was small. I know Jason went in that one as well. I feel the darkness, the push of it in the corners of my mind, but I can push back. I know that if I didn't have the job that I do, I think I might go ... mad, somewhat.

[That was something he'd never admitted to anyone. The pit craved violence, and if it didn't get it, it pushed harder. Dick's life was inherently violent. He never killed, but he took care of people who fought him back. He'd always be in this life. It saved him. ]

[dead_tongue]

[Iggy listens, showing no sign of disbelief. He does, however, look horrified.]

That's unnatural. Places like that... I hope you destroyed it, I really do.

[Iggy drums his fingers on the table, frowning lightly.]

These people who made the pit... they didn't do a very good job, sounds like. I mean, bloodlust as a side effect is pretty fucking dumb, don't you think? You'd think over a few hundred years they'd have thought up a fix for that.

You know--

[Iggy pauses, eyes flicking over Dick's shoulder.

Crap. Dead guy. Right there.

So he just goes on:]

--you sure do talk about dark stuff a lot. Do you like horror movies, Dick?

[cohero]

Well, you did ask, kinda and I figured since we're dating that you might want to know things about me. If you don't that's fine too. I was also talking about work. I do this type of thing for a living, dark stuff. I deal with it all the time.

[Dick shrugs, and doesn't know how else to be. He fights madmen who want to kill entire cities with fear gas, Demons who want to eat the world and other horrible people. This is who Dick is. He can be a violent person at times, and while he's not as bad as he once was, and will never kill-- he's not gentle all the time.

Maybe that's why he's kind and overly attentive in this part of his life. It's a balancing of some sort. Taking a breath, Dick laughs. ]

No, not particularly. I've watched some, I like psychological thrillers. I see enough gore in my everyday life. I like some things, but it's not the first type of movie I reach for. I like comedies, and fantasies. I like things that work my imagination and keep my mind busy. Thrillers are fun, and I love things like 300, Gladiator, those type of movies. What about you?

[dead_tongue]

I know I asked. It wasn't a judgement, sweetie, it's okay. You don't have to get defensive.

[Iggy starts turning his water glass this way and that, mostly to give him an excuse not to look up.]

Me? Oh, I like almost everything. I'm bad at mysteries though, I pretty much never figure out who did it. That sort of deduction isn't my forte.

[The ghost is still right there. He can feel it staring at him.

Iggy sighs and looks up.]

Will you excuse me a second? I just need to use the washroom.

[A quick smile that he hopes reassures, before he's hurrying away from the table and out of the restaurant, not towards the restrooms.

No, instead he tucks himself against the wall a little way from the entrance. He takes out his cellphone so he doesn't look like he's talking to himself as he begins a conversation with apparent empty air.]

[cohero]

[There was no defense in his tone, much more aloof than anything else. It was discussion and it wasn't anything that Dick worried about. He had no reason to feel defensive around Iggy. They'd straightened out enough things about his job and such that speaking about it never truly bothered him. They both held odd business about them, and in the same manner, Dick would never judge Iggy for what he had to do.

Watching Iggy move past him, Dick already knows what he's doing. He wishes that the other didn't lie about it, but maybe not speaking of the dead is easier. Those are rules that Dick doesn't know and will ask later when they are back at his apartment, away from the shadows that haunt his boyfriend. ]

Sure, babe. I've got you.

[dead_tongue]

[Iggy would argue that intent and what people hear as tone sometimes differ.

He also has no idea that Dick has figured out that, yeah, he was lying about the bathroom, so he spends much of his conversation with the dead guy concerned that Dick might think he's ditched.

He actually does use his phone eventually, to text Dick:]

something has come up.

[cohero]

[That is always true, and even further truth over things like text. Dick knows he has trouble with that occasionally. It's in the past though, and his more pressing concern is what he needs to do to help his boyfriend out, if there is anything he can do.

Dick cares deeply and wants to always make sure that he's being supportive and keeping Iggy safe, and surrounded by the warmth of his affection at all times.

Gazing at the text, Dick tips his head.]

I know babe, take your time. I will wait for you to finish. I'm not leaving. If you need me for absolutely anything, I'm right here. My arms will be yours when you are done.

[dead_tongue]

yeeeeah don't wait for me, I gotta go. I'll text you later?

[Typed as he heads for the elevator. If he thought this through better he might not be so hasty, but Iggy isn't always that bright.]