DC Comics, Roy Harper/Dick Grayson
Title: forgotten feathers
Author: trixie
Theme: intimacy
Rating: pg-13, mainly for language...
notes: wahhhhh, it sucks. ~_~ i'm sorry!! i had such trouble with this. hopefully, the final one will be better... sorry! *hangs head in shame*
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intimacy
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"I had him," he snaps, striding away from me.
There was nothing more infuriating than looking at the back of your lover as he walks away. I'd had enough of that, though. One advantage to hooking up with a friend; you knew his habits.
Dick would run away if I gave him half of half a chance. So. I wasn't about to give him even a quarter of half a chance.
I grabbed his elbow, and threw him back, pinning him to the wall. It's pathetically obvious that he could get away from me, but I shove my knee between his legs, to give him incentive to behave.
"Yeah, you had him. So the fuck what? This isn't about you being the manliest. This is about you working twelve-hour shifts, six days in a row, and going out every night, too, saving the world. If you resent me being here, you can fuckin' swallow it, because I'm not going anywhere! And do you know why?"
"Because you're an annoying show-off who always has to prove he's as good as me?" Dick spits out.
Ouch. Fucking break my fucking heart, why don't you? But this is just another way for him to run away, and I'm not having it. "Because I'm in love with you, you asshole." I grab his hair, and I'd love to kiss him right now, but I think he might try to bite me.
He looks away, pouting. Damn him… Being cute at a time like this… "Well. Yeah. But. I had him."
"Yeah, yeah. You asshole. Kiss me or something, will ya?" I grin, and act like I've got no doubt that Dick wants to kiss me.
I don't… really.
Dick puts his hands on my hips, and looks me in the eye. "I'm ok, Roy."
"Yeah, well, no offense, but I'd like to be able to keep an eye on you. You don't do so great at the whole taking care of yourself thing," I grumbled. Hell, like I'm good at that. See, I think we need each other…
Dick chuckles, and then he kisses me, and… It's weird, how just a kiss, even a quick one, in the right context… It can really get to you. "I don't mind, I guess. You got my back, and I got yours. That's how this works, then?"
"That's the idea," I grin. "That ok?"
"Yeah," he smiles.
Fuck, I love those little smiles. I'm done for. He's completely done me in.
The bastard.
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Author: trixie
Theme: intimacy
Rating: pg-13, mainly for language...
notes: wahhhhh, it sucks. ~_~ i'm sorry!! i had such trouble with this. hopefully, the final one will be better... sorry! *hangs head in shame*
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intimacy
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"I had him," he snaps, striding away from me.
There was nothing more infuriating than looking at the back of your lover as he walks away. I'd had enough of that, though. One advantage to hooking up with a friend; you knew his habits.
Dick would run away if I gave him half of half a chance. So. I wasn't about to give him even a quarter of half a chance.
I grabbed his elbow, and threw him back, pinning him to the wall. It's pathetically obvious that he could get away from me, but I shove my knee between his legs, to give him incentive to behave.
"Yeah, you had him. So the fuck what? This isn't about you being the manliest. This is about you working twelve-hour shifts, six days in a row, and going out every night, too, saving the world. If you resent me being here, you can fuckin' swallow it, because I'm not going anywhere! And do you know why?"
"Because you're an annoying show-off who always has to prove he's as good as me?" Dick spits out.
Ouch. Fucking break my fucking heart, why don't you? But this is just another way for him to run away, and I'm not having it. "Because I'm in love with you, you asshole." I grab his hair, and I'd love to kiss him right now, but I think he might try to bite me.
He looks away, pouting. Damn him… Being cute at a time like this… "Well. Yeah. But. I had him."
"Yeah, yeah. You asshole. Kiss me or something, will ya?" I grin, and act like I've got no doubt that Dick wants to kiss me.
I don't… really.
Dick puts his hands on my hips, and looks me in the eye. "I'm ok, Roy."
"Yeah, well, no offense, but I'd like to be able to keep an eye on you. You don't do so great at the whole taking care of yourself thing," I grumbled. Hell, like I'm good at that. See, I think we need each other…
Dick chuckles, and then he kisses me, and… It's weird, how just a kiss, even a quick one, in the right context… It can really get to you. "I don't mind, I guess. You got my back, and I got yours. That's how this works, then?"
"That's the idea," I grin. "That ok?"
"Yeah," he smiles.
Fuck, I love those little smiles. I'm done for. He's completely done me in.
The bastard.
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