Mrowww! Star! thank youuu! this is such a beautiful, warm story, I love how comfortable it feels, like well worn clothes, how easy their interaction is. I love seeing Bruce and Tim together, doing civilian stuff! I think they have a wonderful kind of quiet relationship, and you have written them so beautifully here!
I love all the little details of the routine, how they pain such a vivid picture. I love cold, rainy Gotham (such a nice contrast to the heat of summer here, aughhh!) and their clothes! lol, I kept imagining their clothes and how they would look in Gotham, hanging out in the comic shops and doing the rounds X) too cute!
My favorite bit, though has to be this:
But, he grit his teeth, and never let on that he knew, always wondering to himself if maybe they were right, and he was in the wrong. Bruce sighed, and was a little surprised to find himself next to one of his cars, keys in his hands. Tim was standing by the passenger door. He unlocked the car, and opened the door, sliding in, closing the door with a bang, that was quickly followed by Tim's, the sound echoing in the garage.
Bruce put his seat belt on, Tim echoing him, and started the engine.
(long quote, sorry!) And the reason I love it is because despite his doubts, and the tiredness, and the pain, and all the things the Bats live through together, they always do that, that last thing, they put their seat belt on and start their engines, so to speak. They always keep going, they don't give up, they never become careless or uncaring. I love that about them, and your story is such a beautiful example of that. Thank you so very much for it!! I loved it!
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I love all the little details of the routine, how they pain such a vivid picture. I love cold, rainy Gotham (such a nice contrast to the heat of summer here, aughhh!) and their clothes! lol, I kept imagining their clothes and how they would look in Gotham, hanging out in the comic shops and doing the rounds X) too cute!
My favorite bit, though has to be this:
But, he grit his teeth, and never let on that he knew, always wondering to himself if maybe they were right, and he was in the wrong. Bruce sighed, and was a little surprised to find himself next to one of his cars, keys in his hands. Tim was standing by the passenger door. He unlocked the car, and opened the door, sliding in, closing the door with a bang, that was quickly followed by Tim's, the sound echoing in the garage.
Bruce put his seat belt on, Tim echoing him, and started the engine.
(long quote, sorry!) And the reason I love it is because despite his doubts, and the tiredness, and the pain, and all the things the Bats live through together, they always do that, that last thing, they put their seat belt on and start their engines, so to speak. They always keep going, they don't give up, they never become careless or uncaring. I love that about them, and your story is such a beautiful example of that. Thank you so very much for it!! I loved it!