It was such a sweet offer, to take some of Tim's pain away. He knew that the older man would do whatever it took to keep him safe, including put himself in danger. The thing was, he didn't want Dick in any more danger than necessary, either. It would hurt him just as badly to see him hurt. Still, if he tried to argue that he was sure not to get very far. Dick had been protective before they got together, it had only doubled since.
Instead of worrying about all of that, he relaxed back and enjoyed the sensation of feeling fully clean again. It wasn't easy work, but Tim felt so much better without all of the city's grime coating his skin. "I think I'm ready to curl into bed with you." The younger of the two hummed, leaning up so he could press a sweet little kiss to Dick's lips as a thank you.
It took some help, but he was able to ease himself out of the tub and carefully dry off while leaving his stitches alone. Tim leaned on Dick while he stood, murmuring softly how much he appreciated the assistance he was given. Clothes seemed like more of a hassle than anything else, so he opted not to throw any on. Laziness tended to win out when he was exhausted and beat up.
"I'll get in bed and wait for you while you shower." The shorter vigilante pressed another kiss to Dick's soft lips, then padded over to his bed. Because he was a spoiled little thing, it was nice and big. Plenty of room for both of them. Though, knowing Tim, he would still attach to the older man like his life depended on it. Some people were surprised to find out he was such a cuddler, but he figured it was because of the neglect he went through as a child. He just wanted to feel safe and like someone was there with him.
Helping Tim out of the tub, Dick knew he had to wash off, but a more significant part of him wanted to follow the other directly under the covers. It hurt physically somehow to let go of him. The small kisses here and there helped ease the pain of letting his wounded partner go. He saw Tim getting under the bedsheets and made sure that he had all the pillows he needed to be extra comfortable. Kissing over shoulders, neck, and finally lips once more, Dick moved back to the bathroom to wash himself off.
He made sure that he stood in the bedroom before shedding his clothes. It was the least he could do for Tim-- fuck, he cared for him so much. He didn't know if Tim liked watching him undress as much as Dick liked watching Tim disrobe, but it was always such a pleasure to Dick that he wanted to offer the same, just in case. Stretching, Dick moved back into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
It was lonely in there by himself. It was strange how quickly he'd gotten used to showering with Tim. They'd been doing most things together when they shared space, which was a lot of the time lately. At least he got to use Tim's soap and shampoo. Dick smiled as he washed himself down and ended up smelling like the younger male. When he was finally clean, he dried off and padded back into the bedroom.
"It was very boring in there without you, and I didn't have anyone to wash my back." Dick made a fake sad face but then smiled right after. He knelt on the side of the bed. There was no reason for clothes if Tim wasn't wearing any. It would feel better when their bodies curled up close. Dick had never thought that they would sleep apart. It was always in his nature, instinct, whatever, to curl up close to the person he cared for in bed, especially Tim. He wanted to feel as much skin, to hold him as close as he could as they slept, keeping watch over his dreams as they wandered off to sleep.
Although, first, he had to kiss his forehead, nose, and lip while sliding his arms carefully around the other. "I think this is one of my favorite parts of the day, crawling in bed with you, being this close. "
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Instead of worrying about all of that, he relaxed back and enjoyed the sensation of feeling fully clean again. It wasn't easy work, but Tim felt so much better without all of the city's grime coating his skin. "I think I'm ready to curl into bed with you." The younger of the two hummed, leaning up so he could press a sweet little kiss to Dick's lips as a thank you.
It took some help, but he was able to ease himself out of the tub and carefully dry off while leaving his stitches alone. Tim leaned on Dick while he stood, murmuring softly how much he appreciated the assistance he was given. Clothes seemed like more of a hassle than anything else, so he opted not to throw any on. Laziness tended to win out when he was exhausted and beat up.
"I'll get in bed and wait for you while you shower." The shorter vigilante pressed another kiss to Dick's soft lips, then padded over to his bed. Because he was a spoiled little thing, it was nice and big. Plenty of room for both of them. Though, knowing Tim, he would still attach to the older man like his life depended on it. Some people were surprised to find out he was such a cuddler, but he figured it was because of the neglect he went through as a child. He just wanted to feel safe and like someone was there with him.
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He made sure that he stood in the bedroom before shedding his clothes. It was the least he could do for Tim-- fuck, he cared for him so much. He didn't know if Tim liked watching him undress as much as Dick liked watching Tim disrobe, but it was always such a pleasure to Dick that he wanted to offer the same, just in case. Stretching, Dick moved back into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
It was lonely in there by himself. It was strange how quickly he'd gotten used to showering with Tim. They'd been doing most things together when they shared space, which was a lot of the time lately. At least he got to use Tim's soap and shampoo. Dick smiled as he washed himself down and ended up smelling like the younger male. When he was finally clean, he dried off and padded back into the bedroom.
"It was very boring in there without you, and I didn't have anyone to wash my back." Dick made a fake sad face but then smiled right after. He knelt on the side of the bed. There was no reason for clothes if Tim wasn't wearing any. It would feel better when their bodies curled up close. Dick had never thought that they would sleep apart. It was always in his nature, instinct, whatever, to curl up close to the person he cared for in bed, especially Tim. He wanted to feel as much skin, to hold him as close as he could as they slept, keeping watch over his dreams as they wandered off to sleep.
Although, first, he had to kiss his forehead, nose, and lip while sliding his arms carefully around the other. "I think this is one of my favorite parts of the day, crawling in bed with you, being this close. "