�I must be a better kisser then I thought,� Dick mused as he rolled over in bed. The bed wasn�t his; that was what prompted his current train of thought.

It had started as an unassuming day. He�d driven up to Gotham and almost immediately gotten into a fight with Bruce. What was it this time... oh, lack of security measures on his newest surveillance.

"What you're planning is foolish,� Bruce had started to say. �A result of masculine pride."

Dick had shot back almost immediately. And like always the conflict escalated until Bruce muttered the words that changed everything.

�Since when is awful to care about you?�

�Grow up Bruce!� Dick shot back. �I�m an adult.�

�Damn it! I worry about you! For heaven�s sake Dick, I love you.�

And that, that had stopped Dick Grayson cold. �Bruce, I--�

�No. I *love* you.�

Bruce�s face conveyed his emotions clearer than words ever could. They talked, they cried, and they were going to take it slow. But Bruce had requested one thing. A kiss, to make everything they were talking about real. Dick was more than happy to give it. It was more than a kiss. It was love.

fin

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