[ If Tim were a cat he'd be purring, pleased with the result he got and at the idea of getting to snuggle up in his boyfriend's arms.
As it is he just smiled against those perfect lips and nods his head. Tim doesn't even realize that he's the one suggesting sleep at some point, so mark self care down as something that he improves on when Dick is around. ]
I just know it's rude to invite myself.
[ Janet always made sure that little Timmy minded his manners, he couldn't make her look bad. And, well, sometimes old habits die hard.
It's still a little early to go to bed, but he's content to snuggle to and share the same air with someone he cares so much about. Being like this washes away his insecurities and make everything just feel... better. ]
We’re so past that, Tim. You know that, don’t you?
[ even as he asks the question, he knows the answer. Tim doesn’t know it. Tim operated from a place of thinking he wasn’t wanted unless he was explicitly told so, or was providing something useful. Dick knew that from all the years of working with Tim, training him, and being part of the only family they now had. And somehow, he had been blind to it when it comes to their relationship.
he searches out Tim’s expression at that declaration of belonging, and brushes their noses together even as his smile turns a little sad at the thought. ]
I’m yours too. All of me, so you can come here whenever you want, Tim. Just know that you have an open invitation to my bed and my life.
[ he doesn’t normally like surprises, but where Tim is involved, things always seem to work a little differently. ]
[ Tim knows that Dick knows him well enough that he doesn't really need to answer the question. Feeling wanted is still something new to him, and perhaps with a bit more time he can shake that mentality and just embrace that as Dick's boyfriend, he's welcome without invitation.
He'll work on it. ]
I'll probably still try to give you a heads up. To make sure you're actually home.
[ The grin he gives is a little sheepish, because immediately he thinks about his probability of hacking into Dick's security systems and getting in without him even there. Might be an interesting test, at some point. If Barbara helped at all they might be too advanced for even Tim.
Tim shakes that thought away and steals another kiss, can't seem to help himself. He's obsessed with the way Dick's lips feel against his own, soft and warm. Every little peck is a steady reminder that this is real, that this is one good thing he's allowed to have without feeling any guilt. No matter what his brain tried to convince him of sometimes. ]
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As it is he just smiled against those perfect lips and nods his head. Tim doesn't even realize that he's the one suggesting sleep at some point, so mark self care down as something that he improves on when Dick is around. ]
I just know it's rude to invite myself.
[ Janet always made sure that little Timmy minded his manners, he couldn't make her look bad. And, well, sometimes old habits die hard.
It's still a little early to go to bed, but he's content to snuggle to and share the same air with someone he cares so much about. Being like this washes away his insecurities and make everything just feel... better. ]
I'm all yours.
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[ even as he asks the question, he knows the answer. Tim doesn’t know it. Tim operated from a place of thinking he wasn’t wanted unless he was explicitly told so, or was providing something useful. Dick knew that from all the years of working with Tim, training him, and being part of the only family they now had. And somehow, he had been blind to it when it comes to their relationship.
he searches out Tim’s expression at that declaration of belonging, and brushes their noses together even as his smile turns a little sad at the thought. ]
I’m yours too. All of me, so you can come here whenever you want, Tim. Just know that you have an open invitation to my bed and my life.
[ he doesn’t normally like surprises, but where Tim is involved, things always seem to work a little differently. ]
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He'll work on it. ]
I'll probably still try to give you a heads up. To make sure you're actually home.
[ The grin he gives is a little sheepish, because immediately he thinks about his probability of hacking into Dick's security systems and getting in without him even there. Might be an interesting test, at some point. If Barbara helped at all they might be too advanced for even Tim.
Tim shakes that thought away and steals another kiss, can't seem to help himself. He's obsessed with the way Dick's lips feel against his own, soft and warm. Every little peck is a steady reminder that this is real, that this is one good thing he's allowed to have without feeling any guilt. No matter what his brain tried to convince him of sometimes. ]