Dick slipped into his apartment through the window. It had been a pretty good night. Half a dozen second-rate thieves and one wannabe-supervillain, all caught, cuffed, and dumped at the police office. Dick whistled as he changed out of his costume and felt around for his pajamas.
Then something on his bed moved.
Dick washed his sheets often enough that he was sure no new lifeforms had mutated in his bed. Alfred would kill him if that happened.
The something sat up and the blankets fell off.
"Dick?" Tim said quietly.
In a minute Dick was on the bed next to him. "What's wrong, Tim?"
Tim didn't answer.
Dick pulled him into a tight hug. After a moment, he heard Tim crying quietly. Dick stroked Tim's hair gently and waited. Tim would tell him when he was ready.
It is fun!
Then something on his bed moved.
Dick washed his sheets often enough that he was sure no new lifeforms had mutated in his bed. Alfred would kill him if that happened.
The something sat up and the blankets fell off.
"Dick?" Tim said quietly.
In a minute Dick was on the bed next to him. "What's wrong, Tim?"
Tim didn't answer.
Dick pulled him into a tight hug. After a moment, he heard Tim crying quietly. Dick stroked Tim's hair gently and waited. Tim would tell him when he was ready.
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