Summary:Ā @fischotterkunstĀ ās OC River gets leaves in their hair, and Croc decides to help with it
Warning:Ā None
Most humans are so smallā¦ so fragile. They are no exception. One of the only people who could come back from a meeting with Poison Ivy, laughing. Not laughing like the manic clown, a more subdued and content laugh like youād hear in response to a funny story or joke. For once they havenāt come back with yet another plant. Ivy seems to enjoy giving them plants. The only good side to that is that it seems to make them happy. While Croc would never admit it, it does make this warehouse of his moreā¦ lively.Ā
He had been napping when they came in, having just gone for a swim and already hosed himself down so he didnāt reek of the sewer. While heās been long desensitized to the stench of the sewers underneath Gotham, they could still smell it with ease, despite having a weaker sense of smell than him. After some arguing early on in theirā¦ would this even count as a friendship? It was strange, is what it was. But early on in this whatever, they had argued frequently over whether he needed to hose himself down before coming inside. They won in the end, and a makeshift shower was made for him outside the building, their creative little mind coming up with a simple enough design that the two of them together could put it together with relative ease while still accommodating his well above average height.Ā
Back to the thought of cleaning though, it appears as if they need to do that themselves. They have dirt on their clothes and a smudge on their cheek, as well as leaves stuck in their hair that they didnāt seem to notice. Somehow, despite the filth, they practically seemed to glow with how happy they were. Slowly pushing himself up to be sitting up, he watched them come over with a smile to greet him. āSorry if I woke you, Waylon.āĀ
Shaking his head with a grunt, he was still mostly focused on their hair. Should he try to take the leaves out for them? Just tell them and let them deal with it? See how long it takes for them to notice? As tempting as the last option is, something should probably be done about it. They can be particular about things like that. He doesnāt feel up to talking right now though, leaving the option of him removing the debris himself, which heās hesitant to do. His claws could easily break through their fragile skin and hurt them. Thatās the last thing he wants.Ā
Coming out of his train of thought for a moment he realized they were talking about what they had done with Ivy. He didnāt understand all of it, not too familiar with plants, but he at least tried. However after only a few minutes, his frustration with their hair got the better of him. Once they were within reach, he reached over and carefully tugged them over, digits carefully curled around their body while letting them still move of their own accord. It got them to be quiet at least, as they looked up at him to see what he was doing.Ā
āWaylon?ā
He didnāt respond, finding his eyebrows knitting together as he hunched over further, slowly reaching up towards their head. He didnāt miss how they drew their shoulders up slightly, clearly tense and confused. He wouldnāt hurt them. With a gentleness they clearly didnāt expect, he slowly used the tips of his claws to free the leaves from their hair, dropping them off to the side so they wonāt get caught again.Ā
Once they saw the first leaf fall from between his claws, they understood what he was doing and relaxed. They even shut their eyes because as much as they enjoyed his focused expression, having his claws running through their hair so carefully, staying just above their scalp so he doesnāt cut them, it was a wonderful feeling. Very soothing, draining any tension from their body for the time being.Ā
They enjoyed it so much, in fact, that when he stopped they let out a small while from the back of their throat without even meaning to. Their face immediately flushed red, eyes snapping open as they glanced up at him, wondering if he heard. Of course he heard, he has superhuman senses. And the proof of this was his smirk and quirked eyebrow, showing off rows of teeth that sent a shiver down their spine. Instead of dealing with his silent teasing, they grumbled and wandered off to go cool down, even if their embarrassment seemed to falter in favor of an affectionate smile when they heard his laughter in the main hangar as they went to their āprivate quartersā in the warehouse to try and get control of themselves again. Hopefully heād laugh like that again soon.
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