[ It's as convincing as he can get, and he's trying really hard for it.
He offers that small, reassuring smile as well, but everything inside of him wants to run and wrap his arms so tight around Dick and kiss him with everything he's got.
He doesn't, though. He stays put. ]
See ya.
[He manages, and then when Dick is out the door...]
I love you.
[He presses his palms into his eyes and breathes, then goes to start the dishwasher and figure out how he can go about the rest of his day without texting Dick every five minutes.]
Shall we wrap?! :)))
Alright. [ he tries for a reassuring smile. ]
You too. [ he’s just across the street anyway, but he feels the ache inside him just the same, like muscle memory, like leaving Jason feels like this.
but it has to be done. he steps away from the bedroom door then out the apartment, habitually arming the system on his way out. ]
yeah ;____;
He offers that small, reassuring smile as well, but everything inside of him wants to run and wrap his arms so tight around Dick and kiss him with everything he's got.
He doesn't, though. He stays put. ]
See ya.
[He manages, and then when Dick is out the door...]
I love you.
[He presses his palms into his eyes and breathes, then goes to start the dishwasher and figure out how he can go about the rest of his day without texting Dick every five minutes.]