By Gen X
“I must be a better kisser then I thought,” Dick mused as he rolled over in bed. The bed wasn’t his; that was what prompted his current train of thought.
It had started as an unassuming day. He’d driven up to Gotham and almost immediately gotten into a fight with Bruce. What was it this time... oh, lack of security measures on his newest surveillance.
"What you're planning is foolish,” Bruce had started to say. “A result of masculine pride."
Dick had shot back almost immediately. And like always the conflict escalated until Bruce muttered the words that changed everything.
“Since when is awful to care about you?”
“Grow up Bruce!” Dick shot back. “I’m an adult.”
“Damn it! I worry about you! For heaven’s sake Dick, I love you.”
And that, that had stopped Dick Grayson cold. “Bruce, I--”
“No. I *love* you.”
Bruce’s face conveyed his emotions clearer than words ever could. They talked, they cried, and they were going to take it slow. But Bruce had requested one thing. A kiss, to make everything they were talking about real. Dick was more than happy to give it. It was more than a kiss. It was love.
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