#BATFLECKGIFS

i didn’t come up with a description man

"Superman, huh?" Dick says, spinning around in one of the extra chairs as Bruce checks the logs from the days he's been away.

"What about him?" Bruce asks, and with that he's knows he's given himself away.

Dick stops spinning, planting his feet on the ground to give Bruce an incredulous look.

"No shit," he says. Bruce turns to glare at him, but Dick's grin looks big enough to split his face. "No shit! Oh my god! Superman!"

"Dick," Bruce growls, but he can feel the blush on his own face.

"So when is he coming over?"

"He's not," Bruce tells him.

"Oh, come on, B. You should invite him for dinner."

"Definitely not."

Dick stands, then, stops behind Bruce's chair. He crosses his arms over the back and hangs his head over the side, like he used to do so often when he was younger.

"Dinnerrrr," Dick says, and when he gets no reaction out of Bruce except for a deeper blush, he laughs, a loud, happy sound that tugs at Bruce's heart, and for some reason it kind of makes him want to cry, the sound of his eldest's joy echoing off the cave walls. He blames it on the emotional stress he won't admit to having.

and i may be foolish to fall as i do @jamesttiberius