[Dick laughs softly, cause he's gotta. They're a pair, really. Releasing Bruce's hand Dick picks up the alcohol and pours Bruce a shot, and then holds the bottle out in a salutatory manner. They're both stuck. Dick has begun tiny relationships that can all be superseded by the other him, and he feels it with pin-pricks of wee words in almost every conversation-- and Bruce finds himself wanting to return the fact that Damian considers him Father already. It's done and decided in his complex mind. If only things were so easy for adults. ]
To being things we might never understand, or to not being them, or to being inbetween and still not getting it. To us not selling ourselves short.
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[Dick laughs softly, cause he's gotta. They're a pair, really. Releasing Bruce's hand Dick picks up the alcohol and pours Bruce a shot, and then holds the bottle out in a salutatory manner. They're both stuck. Dick has begun tiny relationships that can all be superseded by the other him, and he feels it with pin-pricks of wee words in almost every conversation-- and Bruce finds himself wanting to return the fact that Damian considers him Father already. It's done and decided in his complex mind. If only things were so easy for adults. ]
To being things we might never understand, or to not being them, or to being inbetween and still not getting it. To us not selling ourselves short.