notasidedick (
notasidedick) wrote2011-05-04 05:54 am
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[This isn't grade school.]
[Continuation log from a NSFW meme AU. Locked to
batmansphoenix]
[He isn't sure what exactly happened between leaving the classroom that day and the next morning. Only that he had somehow ended up getting so horridly sick that even the front office lady sounded concerned when he called in about needing a substitute. He had barely called in for work, usually being extremely healthy and quite good at avoiding getting sick, so him being bedridden was a shock to himself.
Still, the nice sudden break from being at school and teaching was nice. That, and being able to sleep a good portion of the day was good.
And who was he kidding, he wasn't sure what to make of what was going on between him and Jason. He, of course, was happy to oblige to the partnership. But he still wondered just exactly how things would work. It wasn't like he couldn't deal with staying professional during school hours, but he couldn't see how this relationship would affect the teen. It wasn't exactly healthy. And he didn't want to subject the other to a relationship that had a high chance of caving in on itself.
Maybe the fact that he would't be in class for a few days were good. Jason would be able to think perhaps, and if it ended as a fluke, Dick wouldn't mind. At least he didn't mind if it meant Jason being happier with someone else. But he couldn't be selfish about it right?
God why is he thinking this, he needs more sleep. Hopefully the substitute got all his lesson plans.]
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[He isn't sure what exactly happened between leaving the classroom that day and the next morning. Only that he had somehow ended up getting so horridly sick that even the front office lady sounded concerned when he called in about needing a substitute. He had barely called in for work, usually being extremely healthy and quite good at avoiding getting sick, so him being bedridden was a shock to himself.
Still, the nice sudden break from being at school and teaching was nice. That, and being able to sleep a good portion of the day was good.
And who was he kidding, he wasn't sure what to make of what was going on between him and Jason. He, of course, was happy to oblige to the partnership. But he still wondered just exactly how things would work. It wasn't like he couldn't deal with staying professional during school hours, but he couldn't see how this relationship would affect the teen. It wasn't exactly healthy. And he didn't want to subject the other to a relationship that had a high chance of caving in on itself.
Maybe the fact that he would't be in class for a few days were good. Jason would be able to think perhaps, and if it ended as a fluke, Dick wouldn't mind. At least he didn't mind if it meant Jason being happier with someone else. But he couldn't be selfish about it right?
God why is he thinking this, he needs more sleep. Hopefully the substitute got all his lesson plans.]
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It doesn't take long for him to talk to his mom, she was kind of busy. Jason won't bother trying to think what was she busy with, it'd only make him gloom. He didn't even have to think of an excuse... apparently her mother is perfectly ok with him sleeping at a teacher's house. So whatever.]
Are those on the pic your biological parents...?
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Hmmm? Which one. I have a few pictures on the counter over there.
[He had propped himself up in a sitting position. Stupid guy, shouldn't you be lying down or something?]
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There's one with a cute pairing, and they kinda look like you. [He pokes his forehead] Mom says no problem, and are you feeling good enough to wake up? Maybe I should have used a thermometer on you or something, I'm bad at this nurse thing.
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Is it the ones in the matching leotards? Then, yes, those were my parents. The photo was taken the same day actually. Ironic. [He pouts and makes a small whining noise at the poke.] I want to say no and that I want sleep. But I also haven't eaten anything since I've gotten sick. I want to attempt to at least getting something in my stomach.
[High chance it won't stay though.]
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Does it hurt? [He says, sitting by him and flopping his head on Dick's shoulder.
Personal space? Whateva whateva I do what I want.] To see them in that pic, to remember. They looked cool.
And you could try? I am not sure what are sick people supposed to eat though. But at least I can touch you now without feeling your skin burn.
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Hmm? [That's okay. He might be cuddling u[ to you. Personal space? What's that. Dick doesn't believe in that.]
It was at first. When it just happened. I couldn't sleep very well. I still sometimes have nightmares about it so the trauma sticks to you even if you've gotten over it. There's just no way to get rid of watching loved ones die. They were amazing, at least to me.
Maybe some liquids. I think anything too solid will end up in the toilet bowl otherwise.
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...I'm sorry. I can't imagine how much that must hurt. [He can't. He doesn't love his mother as much, and his father died when he was little... not that he was much more caring when he was there. He has no idea what to say, so he just cuddles up to him back.]
What about soup? Soup is good and liquid...
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Things happen. I miss them but I also enjoy the life I have now. I have a wonderful job and life. [Hopefully he isn't being too forward now.] And I have you offer at my house.
Soup would be good. Maybe I have some canned ones in the cupboard I can heat up.
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That didn't work out as he had imagined, but it ended quite nicely.]
Don't get sissy on me now. ...But I bet they'd be proud of you, or something. [Isn't that what people usually say in this kind of occasions?]
I'll heat them up then. You're letting me stay in here, the least I can do is being your mistress. [He smirks and pecks his cheek before standing up and walking to the kitchen] In more than one sense.
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And well, things aren't so bad. They still need to figure out how they would do things so they aren't being too risky. But it doesn't seem too bad.]
I'm sure they are. I bet they'd like meeting you too. [He smiles warmly.]
I don't like that word. [He's pouting at you Jason.] It sounds too feminine for you and I like the term lover better anyways. [He would follow after you, but he doesn't trust himself walking quite yet.]
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They just need to talk it out.]
Pfff dude, I don't even know what we have going on, isn't it soon to meet the parents? [He jokes, kind of shouting from the kitchen. Dick might heard some noise as he looks for the canned soup] ...I like lover. [You'll never know if he's blushing or not]
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You technically met them. They're right there. [He easily jokes back. Chuckling a little. Also. Pantry Jason. There is one.] I do too. [He's content not knowing.]
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More. Whatever more is.]
They must think I'm rude, I didn't even say hi. [He replies absentmindedly. And he knows there is, he's just getting a good look of the kitchen. After a few moments, he decides it's time to put the soups to heat, now to wait...]
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Because Dick isn't impatient.]
They wouldn't be angry at all. You helped their stupid son in and still helping him even after all the stupid things he's done. [You should see how childish Dick is. He still has old circus stuff and toys from the circus games his parents or friends had gotten him.]
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He's different.]
You're welcome, Mr and Miss Grayson. I will try to be there next time your son decides gymnastics is a good way to pass the time when sick.
[He grins]
Do you need anything else?
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Oh yes. I need to be told to stay in bed or I'll continue doing things I normally do until my body refuses to let me.
[He motions the other to sit next to him.]
No. Your company is good enough.
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You're an idiot. But you'll stay in bed now right? Or at least be good and stay put here at the sofa. [He flops by his side once he's put the soups in the table in front of them, spoon and all]
Do that cheesy lines work when you use them on your chicks?
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Yeah. I'm comfortable sitting rightttt here. I mean, unless you move. Then I might just follow you. [Hope you don't mind him nuzzling up to you again or something.]
I don't know. Does it work on you? [Laughs.] I've been told I'm a hopeless romantic.
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He grabs the spoon and pokes his side with it]
Eating. You are supposed to eat, we can leave the flirting for later if the food stays in your stomach.
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And a squeak.]
Alright I'm eating. Don't attack me with the spoon. [Pouts a little but starts eating the soup, like a good sick teacher.]
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Fear my might spoon [He grins before starting to eat the soup himself. He keeps glancing at Dick, ready to carry him to the toilet if his stomach feels like returning the soup.]
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Don't worry. There's plenty of time for cuddling and silly lovey dovey stuff for later.]
Oh dear, what ever will I do against your spoon. [He continues to sip his soup, looking rather content. Actually he looks really happy.]
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So yes, he wants to jump Dick's bones, but he has self-control. Kinda. Because he's sick.]
You're just lucky it wasn't a knife [He hums as he keeps eating] ...Are you feeling better?
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Well once he's better, you can jump him.]
I hope you don't actually try poking me with a knife. And yes. I'm feeling quite a bit better. Not better enough to go to the gym. But better then I felt earlier.
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Yay for promises of jumping!]
I'm a bad student, but I'm not that stupid. [He actually smiles a bit at that] Awesome. And don't worry, you're not going back to the gym while you're sick if I can avoid it.
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Pretty sure I replied to this already, so sorry if a double reply appears
Lol El Jay
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Tag before sleep.
/chuus g'night
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you saw nothing >:T
:T...
:T
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