#dickcoli

-  “you already picked the takeout, no way are you picking the movie too!”

“I am not watching that,” Damian said, gesturing to whatever god awful, cheap horror movie was currently sitting on the TV, title screen flashing against the sounds of fake screams.

“Why not?” Dick yelled from the kitchen of his penthouse, where he was setting out the take out containers. They may have over ordered. Which was fairly normal. “It literally just released, no way you’ve seen it yet.”

Damian scoffed, folding his arms and sliding down into the couch. Despite the fact that his boyfriend couldn’t see him, he pouted.

Too bad for him, his other boyfriend could.

“Dames, don’t pout,” Colin teased, walking in from he and Dick’s bedroom, having shed his clothes and now comfortably dressed for a real movie night in joggers and one of Dick’s old tshirts. He plopped down on the couch next to Damian, tossed an arm around his shoulders and squeezed.

“Wait, is he pouting?”

“I was not!”

“You so were baby,” Colin teased, leaning over to nose at his shoulder, enjoy the scent of his cologne embedded in Damian’s hoodie. “You already picked the takeout, no way are you picking the movie too.” Damian looked away, and Dick made his way into the living room, leaning over the back of the couch.

“What’s wrong with it?” Dick asked again. “I made sure to avoid the horror tropes you don’t like- no ghosts, no freaky paranormal bullshit, I swear. Just a good old attempt at 80’s slashers. Probably with excessive nudity.”

Damian was quiet. And yes, the movie did avoid the things he found rather unsettling in horror films- and gods be damned that anyone knew lame movies could scare him. But… “Perhaps… I had hoped for something a little more… intimate.”

He refused to look at either of his boyfriends, and refused to acknowledge that his cheeks were indeed burning. In fact, he was three seconds from refusing to admit this whole evening even existed.

“I give,” Dick said, without hesitation. “If babybat wants to watch a romance I will be the last to complain.” He reached down, tussled Damian’s hair, before the movement turned to his fingers carding softly through the locks. Damian relaxed a little, eyelids fluttering, and next to him Colin dropped the remote in his lap, snuggling up more.

“Same,” he admitted, nuzzling at Damian’s shoulder. “You win Dames. Pick the movie too.”

There'd doubt, in his head, his belly- when he's alone. So much doubt that sometimes, Colin can't see anything beyond it. And if he's honest, he's afraid to- because if he finds something he likes, finds something he wants, he's bound to lose it... isn't he?

“A little bird told me you might like it,” Colin admitted, hands rubbing gently along Dick’s chest. “Do you?”

NEVER HOLD BACK ASKING ABOUT DICKDAMICOLI. I want to write so much more of them <3 <3

Dick likes to take his tiny boyfriends for walks through Gotham and Bludhaven when the season changes. Gotham central park is always so gorgeous, with all the leaves changing and falling. Dick likes to point out when the leaves match Colin’s hair.

Since Colin was shuffled around through various foster homes, and spent his life at the orphanage, the fall-winter season in general had always been one he watched and felt detached from, because of all the holidays. Dick and Damian make a point to smother him with extra affection and show him just how loved he is during this time.

Coffee dates are something they all enjoy, even Damian. Dick is a pumpkin spice fiend, and he turns Damian on to it. The two of them like to joke that Colin is just a pumpkin to feed their addiction (because of his hair).

They absolutely go to a Haunted House around Halloween. Dick has two cuties clutching at him- even if Damian denies it- and screams himself way more times than anyone can count.

They spend a lot of time in Dick and Colin’s apartment in the beginning of the relationship, because it’s still hard to really get people to understand how it works- and Bruce is not really into it in the beginning. There’s a lot of snuggles on the couch under blankets and old horror movies and popcorn.

Colin loves candy corn and when fall his there is a bag of it in like every room of the apartment.

It gets cold at night, so when Dick and Damian come in from patrol, Colin likes to spend time kissing their flushed cheeks until they’re not cold anymore. And the tips of their noses. And their lips. (Sometimes, this is just Dick, if Damian patrols at home and doesn’t join him in Bludhaven- unless they are all spending the night at the Manor).

Turns out Damian loves candy apples. He claimed he wouldn’t, but when Colin and Dick got hi to try one, he ate two and literally bought a third to take home. They both think it’s fun to kiss him when his lips are sticky and sugary.

Matching. Scarves.