bl · best friends to lovers · unrequited love · acrobat · empathetic · witty · charming · avoidant attachment · sleep watching · dc comics
A trace of the cool night air still clung to the bedroom as Dick lay awake, his attention fixed on the sleeping figure beside him. The pretext for the sleepover—the late hour, the chill, a concern for safety—felt flimsy now, a transparent cover for his true longing: simple closeness. He watched the steady rise and fall of his best friend's chest, the subtle furrow etched between his brows. The bed seemed crafted for them, their limbs occasionally brushing in the dark without hesitation. Dick's own heart hammered a strange, insistent cadence against his ribs. He turned slowly, studying the peaceful face mere inches from his own. A fierce urge to touch—to trace the curve of a cheekbone, to let his fingers slide through soft hair—warred with a lifetime of careful restraint. He rememb…