guess i'm going to hell

“You don’t need to, you know. Kind of already convinced me to go out with you, I think you’re good.” Dick says with a smile, tucking his head in under Lucas’ cheek again. He loves - this, loves this sense of comfort and safety, loves having someone he can just.. hide with, without any worry of needing to live up to some crazy expectation. “Well, I’m gonna try at least. We have to make sure you keep up with kids these days.”

❝ one of those… ancestery tests, you mean ? but, i do understand. from a realistic point of view, it’s a very valid point of few. you’d be tearing up a lot of the past. ❞ sometimes it’s just easier to move on. bobbi knows this, she just doesn’t like it. ❝ dios, don’t even remind me. magic, aliens… what else is there to worry about ? ❞

“Trying to flatter me, Trent? You should know by now it takes more than that.” He says with a small grin, leaning up a little to press a kiss to Lucas’ cheek. He’s gotten used to the somewhat different way Lucas flirts. Once you get used to it, it’s actually quite sweet, the way Lucas sees him, the way the man treats him. “I’m sure you do okay. I can teach you a few things if you want.”

“You know, if I didn’t know any better I’d almost say you had a little thing for me all the way back then. Watching every video of me fighting? C’mon.” Dick says with a soft chuckle, though he really is touched by Lucas’ words. The two of them have come a long way really, their relationship has changed so much but.. Dick can’t help but feel as though he’s more comfortable now than he’s been in a long time. “Did you just say ‘hip’? I swear sometimes you sound older than me.”

“You’ve done a pretty good job getting to know me, huh?” Dick says with a soft chuckle, curling closer and tucking his head under Lucas’ chin. He’s fine, of course - there’s nothing physically wrong with him, he’s healthy and he’s safe he’s just tired. Right now, being with Lucas - somewhere he feels safe - is just about all he wants. Just for a little while. “Might check on the kids later on.” Dick says softly, taking a slow, deep breath. “Aside from that, though - kinda just wanna stay here.” 

“Like you could stop me.” Dick says with a weak chuckle, not that it matters. He wants nothing more than to stay with Lucas right now, to hide out in bed and just.. take some time for himself for once. If there’s one thing Dick’s learned over the years, it’s that pushing himself when he’s worn out like this helps no one. “Well now we’re just going to spend the entire day at home. I hope you know that. There’s no way I’m letting you out of this place now.” He looks up at Lucas, raising an eyebrow. “You sure you’re okay with that?”

some distant, buried part of winnie would feel awful about this later. her horrendous attitude was wildly out of character but this anger had come over her and she couldn’t fight it off at all. she’d never felt like this in her life and so her innocence made her unsure of herself, which only made her much more frustrated. “i don’t know,” she admitted. “i’ve never been so goddamn angry in my life so i haven’t got any methods to calm down and i’m going to explode.”

the redhead didn’t know what there was to be so happy about. she could feel her pulse throbbing and her skin heat as he smiled at her – on any other day, she would be more than happy to return his smile with joy, but right now his smile made her absolutely boil. with a heavy huff as she turned to face him, winnie squinted at him. “i didn’t realise there was much to smile about – i don’t imagine i particularly look okay, despite your concern.”

Theora turned around, now resting her arms on the bar. “I;m guessing my scene is somewhere a lot quieter with less twenty-somethings. My idea of a good night tends to be cheap wine and crime shows.” 

“I called in for the day.” Dick says quietly, curling in closer against Lucas’ side and pulling the covers up over them both. After a day of… that, whatever the hell that was, Dick doesn’t want to do anything. He feels exhausted, absolutely worn out from whatever that fog had done to him, and while he knows he can’t just avoid this forever.. he can take a few extra hours to recover in bed with his boyfriend, right? “I - kinda hoped you wouldn’t mind staying here with me?” [ @midnghtr ]

winifred banner-ross had never been quite so angry. in fact, the redhead had never been anything more than frustrated – but now, for a reason she couldn’t quite identify, she was furious. bubbling. her neck and face were blotchy with colour, her jaw was tight and her teeth were grinding ( a vague part of herself, something momentarily forgotten, wondered if this was what hulking out was like ), and she didn’t know how to handle herself. she’d removed herself as soon as possible from her group for fear of blowing up at them, but now, completely deserted, she hadn’t expected somebody to come up behind her.

“what–” she snapped, almost snarling, “could you possibly want?”

“I don’t want anything! I was just checking on you, making sure that you’re okay!” 

Dick can’t deny he’s relieved to know Lucas feels that way. He doesn’t want to make Lucas feel like he needs to change who he is or do anything differently. And for them to go on dates that only one of them enjoy defeats the purpose - but if Lucas is looking forward to this too, it’ll definitely be worth it. “Good. That’s - what it’s all about, you know? Both of us doing something we enjoy and having a good time together. At least - that’s what I want us to do.”

On the one hand, Dick wants to make sure Lucas knows he doesn’t have to try and be something he’s not, or live up to some non-existent expectation here. On the other hand - when Lucas pulls him in for another kiss that thought takes a backseat for a second while he lets himself just.. savour the moment. “You’re doing all the right things so far.” He murmurs softly as he breaks the kiss, combing his fingers gently through Lucas’ hair. “You know - this is real sweet, and I love the idea of going on a date with you but.. I wanna make sure we do things we both enjoy, you know?”

❝ i think we part there. i can’t imagine making peace with that. ❞ bobbi couldn’t deal with it. she’d have to know, or she’d die trying. she wouldn’t be able to just move on from that. she thinks that it’d be impossible to. she already deals so much with trying to have a sense of identity. ❝ i suppose science is less useful for our magical new world, but i still like it, anyway. ❞ 

“If you want free cookies, stop by either the dorm lobby or the front of the library. They’re chocolate chip. Unless you want like half a dozen now. I made way too many.” 

Lucas didn't necessarily need to eat, but he’ll bite this time. “Chocolate chip, huh? I’ll take one, sure.” His hand reaching over toward the plate to take one.