#bookcrow

Looking in the hand mirror, touching the side of his wild mane of waves and curls, Jonathan observes, “my hair’s too bushy.”

“Nonsense,” Edwin assures, gently- as gentle as he can given the tangles- working his fingers through his boyfriend’s unruly hair.

“Wrong color, too,” Jonathan points out.

“Not by much,” Edwin responds, adding more leave-in conditioner to his hand. “Your chocolate brown is closer to black than my strawberry blond. Unless you’d like a wig as well, dearest mine?”

Jonathan doesn’t respond to that. He switches hands holding the mirror, his now free arm resting on Edwin’s knee. It’s not the fact that he’s sitting on the bedroom floor, Edwin on the edge of the bed behind him, that’s making him want to stand up and pace for a moment- but he’s not above using it as an excuse.

I wanna say it's the scene between Scarecrow and Bookeorm where they're both after the same book and Edwin is like "I'm getting it from a friend" and Crane is utterly plucked.

Memorable scenes meme

[From here.]

Every year, Jonathan allows himself to look forward to autumn, especially October. Every year, he's quickly reminded of the bitter cold brought in as the leaves change color, the air chilling him to the bone without the frigid winds blowing through Gotham to make it that much worse. He knows he should have listened, worn something more than his old flannel and worn out coat, but he hadn't planned walking to Harleen's and back in the first place. Granted he could have called her when his old jalopy wouldn't start, and he was warned it likely wouldn’t in this weather, but he was far too stubborn for that. Does he deserve the flack he's getting from his bookish partner? Yes. That doesn't mean he's any happier about it.

"You know exactly what I want to say," Edwin says with a slightly smug sound to his voice, helping Jonathan out of his coat.

The scientist only grunts in acknowledgement, rubbing his practically frozen hands against his equally chilled arms.

"'I told you so,'" Edwin continues, wrapping a blanket around the other man. "Go and sit whilst I fix you something warm to drink."

You mean like "milestones" so to speak? Sorta, granted it's vague as hell, mostly centered around Jon's comfort with affection (as that's always an ongoing struggle for him), and the overall timeline is a little wonky. Just like the order of said milestones, considering the typical route. :p

One and ½ months - Jon is okay with Edwin sleeping in the same bed as him for the night after sex- and only that night.

Two months - Jon is okay with some physical affection (hand holding, extra kisses, etc.) after sex. No cuddling.

Two and ¾ months - Jon is okay with Edwin sleeping in the same bed as him every night, with or without sex.

Five months - Jon is generally okay with cuddles after sex. (And manages to actually, verbally say "I love you" for the first time.)

Five and ½ months - Jon is generally okay witb cuddles in bed period.

Seven months - Jon is generally okay with physical affections for the sake of physical affection, seeking it out himself on occasion, though most PDA are still a big no (holding hands is fine.) Jon also starts getting more overprotective of Edwin and easily jealous, spending more time with or at least near him.

Eight months - Something reminds Jon that he's a danger to everyone around him, especially Edwin, and starts trying to push him away. Which is made progressively easier as Jon struggles more and more with communication- one of many preexisting issues of his- as the parts of him that want Edwin to stay close and leave also struggle with each other.

10 ½ months - Jon finally pushes Edwin far enough to break up with him.

Situation Prompt: Fluff #5 “Can we stay like this forever?”

Ship: Bookcrow

Warnings: I never wrote Bookcrow before.