( another hum, an acknowledgment of his listening. thereβs only the slightest shift from him beneath the sheets, back pressed against dickβs chest. itβs a little unusual for him to be like this with someone else butβ¦ itβs not bad. nothing he shies away from.
he lays there with him. quiet. contemplative. listening to both the distant sounds of gotham and those from dick himself. his breathing, the gentle beats of his heart. all things that gently lull him into a state of calm. itβs strange to feel, yet something heβs coming to feel the more heβs with dick. a good thing, heβs sure alfred would think.
a slight shift, he comes to lay on his back then, arm lifting to drape around dickβs shoulder as he looks to him there beside him. )
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he lays there with him. quiet. contemplative. listening to both the distant sounds of gotham and those from dick himself. his breathing, the gentle beats of his heart. all things that gently lull him into a state of calm. itβs strange to feel, yet something heβs coming to feel the more heβs with dick. a good thing, heβs sure alfred would think.
a slight shift, he comes to lay on his back then, arm lifting to drape around dickβs shoulder as he looks to him there beside him. )
Things are ok?