“Come on, you don’t have to go home yet!” Dick pleads. He takes your wrist and pulls you back to the couch with him, stubbornly pulling you back to his chest. “Just five more minutes. Please? Just five more!” He just wants to cuddle a little longer; kiss a little longer, too.

He can’t get enough of you. He could spend a thousand years with you in his arms and he still wouldn’t be satisfied. You’re everything to him, after all.