wally had been waiting forever, after all; which meant he'd really only gotten to dick's apartment about 3 seconds earlier and still had time to change out of costume before his boyfriend even opened the front door. so when he finally did, he barely had the time to shut it behind him before wally had barrelled into him with an excited hug.
" don't even worry about it, i'm just happy you're home! " one would think that, with the way wally clung to him and peppered his face in kisses, he hadn't seen dick in weeks. at most, it had probably been closer to 16 hours, give or take, but to wally, that may as well have been a lifetime. " y'know babe, you always say that, and you always smell good anyway. "
as a joke ( and to drive the point home ), wally leaned his head against the blue-black fabric of dick's nightwing outfit and inhaled deeply. he expected crisp, clean detergent, the lingering sting of spearmint from dick's shampoo, grapefruit-cedar body wash... well, he got all of that too, but they had since blended into the background. mostly he got sweet-savoury sweat, leather, smoke, the fresh nighttime breeze -- but mostly just the usual dick grayson end-of-day musk.
although wally had bounded over with his usual upbeat energy, it had almost immediately settled down into warm, pleasant, overwhelming affection. he gave a satisfied hum as his embrace squeezed a little tighter, every inch of them pressed together ( and maybe a hand sneaked down to cup his ass too, but really, wally can't be blamed for that ). and maybe that was wally's mistake, letting too much of them come into contact, because -
" mm. yeah, really good, like always. " - happy he's home, indeed; wally shifted his weight and immediately felt it when their hips pressed together. the telltale heat pooling in the pit of his stomach, the headrush as his pulse redirected south, the hardness that pressed against dick's thigh -
- jesus christ, he'd never before gotten so hard, so fast in his entire life ( it wasn't his fault, either, that dick smelled about the same as if he'd showered before wally spent hours fucking him ). it'd be a miracle if there wasn't already an obvious damp spot of pre-come on the front of his sweatpants ( and just in case, he tugged the hem of his hoodie down in the front ) and he'd be mortified if they weren't already a couple. but regardless, he still felt a hot flush of shame as he started to pull back and awkwardly laugh it off.
" aha... so, uh... should we get dinner, maybe? what are you thinking? like, chinese, or...? "
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I brought your favourite thing from the place on the corner. Don't cry. Please don't cry.
" i'm not even crying. " despite his stubborn assertion, he was getting close to it -- if not from the pain of his broken leg ( which he was trying to will into healing itself as fast as possible ), then simply from dick doting on him like that. " i probably just got dust in my eye or something. "
three pastrami, egg, & cheese sandwiches and a bag of chips ( family size, thank you very much ) definitely made him feel better, but not quite as much as having dick finally join him on the couch. scooting over definitely made him wince, but there was no way wally wasn't going to hug him.
" thanks. and see? i'm still not crying, so don't freak out! "
"If you could come up with an actually funny one I might be tempted to let it slide- but alas!" Unfortunately for him Kate had been hanging around Clint for so many years she was nearly immune to dumb puns.
At his question she scoffed, a amused tilt to her lips. "UH, duh. Not just gonna let you take all the accolades for this mission. And can we come up with something better than hawk vision? I feel like we can be more creative than that."
ᡕᠵデᡁ᠊╾━ ┈⌯⁍𖦏 ❝ 「 What's the POINT in that? 」 ❞ Hood glares at him from where he's taken up the window sill. Ready to vanish out the fire escape if the conversation no longer serves him. His looks at Nightwing like a STARVING dog. Wide eyes and over analyzing his movements. Looking for an excuse to BITE.
❝ 「 What's done is done. You're wasting time thinking any differently. 」 ❞ Nightwing looked weak to him in this moment. Though Hood's anger still rotted his gut. How dare he feign such a connection between them. The voice modulator couldn't distort the vile POSION in his voice as his fists balled, clawing at the window ledge. The only thing keeping him GROUNDED to the other side of the room. ❝ 「 Don't act like we were close. Like you could stand being around me. 」 ❞
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IF WE HAD SEX:
[✓] Against the wall. [✓] On a bed. [✓] Fast. [] Doggy style. [✓] In the shower. [✓] On the kitchen counter. [✓] On the washing machine. [] You’re on top. [] Anal. [] We wouldn’t. [] I don’t know… [] I am 10 and what is this?! [] Over my dead body! [✓] Oh, you would want that, wouldn’t you? [] The things I’d do to you; guess for you being topless has its advantages.
IF YOU KISSED ME, I WOULD:
[✓] Kiss back. [] Blush. [] Slap you. [✓] Stare at you, wondering if we would kiss again. [] Laugh about it. [✓] Bite your lip. [] If you work hard for it, maybe the tongues will play. [] Push you away. [] We wouldn’t. [] Sorry, my lips are not give-away gifts.
IF YOU HUGGED ME, I WOULD:
[✓] Hug back. [✓] Pull you closer. [] Push you away. [] Let you hug me. [] We wouldn’t.
IF WE GOT MARRIED, I WOULD:
[✓] Have children with you. [] Divorce you. [✓] Be faithful. [] Kill you in your sleep. [✓] Be the best wife/husband. [] We wouldn’t. [] Heh, married? I don’t think we’re ready to go on that level just yet.
WOULD I DATE YOU:
[✓] In a heartbeat. [] I already did. [] I am right now. [] I would, but it probably wouldn’t work. [] Maybe. [✓] If you asked. [] No. [✓] I guess it all depends.
IF I WOKE UP NEXT TO YOU:
[] Kick you out. [] Scream. [✓] Cuddle. [✓] Smash. [] Chill. [] Look at you and go back to sleep. [✓] Make you breakfast. [✓] Kiss you. [] I wouldn’t. [] In your dreams.
IF WE HAD A CHILD TOGETHER, IT WOULD BE:
[✓] Boy. [✓] Girl. [] A surprise. [] We don’t.
HOW DID WE MAKE IT:
[] The condom broke. [] You/I didn’t pull out in time. [✓] On purpose. [] We were drunk. [] It just happened. [] Genetically impossible.
OUR RELATIONSHIP WOULD BE:
[✓] Together. [] On and off. [] Friends with benefits. [] Friends. [] I wouldn’t date you.
[] We’re family.
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"Is this the part where I apologize or make breakfast?"
Those words were registered in his mind, yet all that left him in the moment was a yawn, mouth opening wide, pointier canines in full display before a hand was brought up to cover it up. Honestly? He must look like a mess, considering how deep he had managed to fall asleep after last night. So deep that he almost had forgotten what happened until his eyes had landed upon Dick. His hand lowered, scratching as his chest as he leaned against the doorway, lips pressed together in the smallest of pouts.
He did, however, let out a short laugh.
“ Could start with some breakfast, then we can talk about what that was. ” This wasn't any sort of fling - at least, not to James. He wasn't one that was fond of having flings with people at all. The soldier would then stand back up properly before wandering over, only to stop a few steps away from the other, head cocked to the side a little.
That’s an easy question with a complex answer. Tell me this–what type of leader would you follow?
@boyb1undr; hi, sorry for the delay, thank you for waiting <3 excited for circus boys
❝ C'mon, do I look like a guy who does a lot of following? ❞ He use to be the guy leading, maybe one day he'll be back to that being that guy. Clint's coy with his answer, but there's an easy answer for him to a complex question. It should show in the way he fights, what he stands for. Just as well as it shows in both of them where they came from, who they were and who taught them. Whoever the guy under this Nightwing mask was? He came from circus, he was a carnie once like him. It's hard not to pick that out; it's a small world.
Clint doesn't know whether to feel offended or pride over that question. What type of leader does he follow? Captain America was the answer, it should show up in every way he stands up. Offended because he was so proud of the fact to follow Cap, and pride because Hawkeye was his own person. If he were younger, he would offended because he detested following and prideful about being his own person. Now, he's almost offended because he's found someone worth following, someone worth respect and someone who stood on grounds of what was right, what was just.
❝ There's been one leader whose ever been worth their dues, and that's someone who believed in me even when I didn't believe in his leadership. Cap. ❞ If Captain America said to jump off a bridge, he would already be at the bottom of whatever that bridge was and onto the next step of the plan. Since Steve would have a good reason for Clint being at that bridge in the first place. ❝ Whaddya 'bout you? Do any following? ❞
