You two were in bed, your exposed bodies covered with the white sheets after doing what you called “time out”. No heroes, no stress, just that passionate fire that was filled with other emotions.

You were smoking after that, the moonlight sneaking between the curtains, illuminating them slightly. Dick had his face resting on your shoulder, breathing peacefully, feeling yous scent mixed with the smoke of your cigarette.

“Y'know... think I like you best when you're just with me and no one else...”

Dick murmured, gently kissing your shoulder, running his fingers through the skin of your arm gently.

Those bright blue eyes looking at you as you were the shiniest little thing on the universe, so perfect and pure for him. To delicate for him to love and take care of.

He couldn't have enough of you, you was just too perfect, his escape room from his dutie as vigilant, you was his, just his to love and kiss.

“We can stay like this every night... I can stay holding you until you fall asleep...”

Dick's slightly raspy voice sounded so soft when he spoke to his lover, as gentle as his touch in the aftercare, as if he were dealing with a delicate flower that he would never deign to harm.

He just loved you.