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Unfinished snippet
I got hit with a prompt I couldn't resist, wrote this little bit of nothing.
Written on my phone, hope it's any good.
"Hold still," Damian commanded, even as Dick twisted away.
"No," Dick said, shoving ineffectually at Damian. "What are you doing?"
"I am kissing you," Damian replied, and he put actions to words. This time, when Dick pushed him away, there was the crisp snick of a blade being drawn, and Dick froze long enough that Damian drew back again, scowling and holding his knife to Dick's throat. "You are supposed to kiss me back, Grayson."
"With a knife to my throat?" Dick demanded.
"You don't have to make this difficult," Damian snapped.
Yes I do! Dick thought, but he knew letting his emotions show would rapidly lead to him losing any control over this situation. Damian didn't trust emotions. "You're too young--" Dick tried, keeping his voice gentle.
"You love me." It was stated flatly, like a cold sort of fact, not like the inseverable aspect of Dick's being that it was. Dick grimaced.
"Of course I do," Dick replies, trying to mimic the tone.
"Like mother and father," Damian added. "Like father and Drake." And... that wasn't an image Dick had ever wanted in his mind, but it was still somehow less scarring than the taste of Damian's kiss had been.
"Like Bruce and Tim-- you know Bruce loves you, right?" Dick asked.
Damian scoffed and moved forward, the knife catching at the neck of Dick's tshirt and cutting through cotton to his sternum.
"This is what lovers do," Damian said before kissing Dick again.
"Damian," Dick said against his mouth, and the knife pressed hard against his sternum, parting skin so he could feel blood start to flow around it. "This isn't--" it really didn't seem like the right time to have a heart to heart about the nature of love, and Damian wasn't great at listening to appeals to pathos on a good day, so he said, "You're too young, Damian."
Damian pulled away entirely. "That will only become a problem should you tell," he said. "So; are you going to tell, or are you going to remove your shirt that I may love you back?"
Dick swallowed.



