"—And then I punched the guy in the face." Dick laughs, recalling the story of a tussle he had during patrol. The pleasant scent of hot coffee wafts from the takeout cup in his hand. He's off-duty right now, and it's just one of those days. A rare moment where he could stroll down Gotham with you like when you two were kids.

Dick prattles on while you simply nod to his words. You're used to it by now — simply listening to your friend's stories, what happens when his mask is on. A warm flush crosses your cheek as you see him grin at one of his own jokes.

So maybe it's not as platonic as you thought.

"Good thing Starfire was there to save my ass." Dick's eyes light up as he turns to you. "That reminds me. I have something to tell you."

You nod, saying that you do too. Maybe it's time to tell him after years of silent pining.

"Then we'll tell each other on three." Dick grins, taking a sip of his latte. "One, two, three—"

"I'm in love with you."

"I think I'm in love with Kori."

Oh. That just got awkward.