[ The bed being planned for is an amazing thing. It'll be so good to lay down in it and curl around Dick. In their very own bedroom. They're going to do so much in this place, but that bit of comfort alone is huge.

He'll picture the rest of it in a moment, but right now he's got his attention on Dick, wrapping around him even here on the couch, kissing the fuck out of him. ]

Uh huh, you bet your ass I am. Full gourmet meals. It's gonna happen. They'll definitely include pancakes, though, because that's part of a well balanced meal, always.

[He remembers-- seems so far away now- when he'd hide out in the kitchen with Alfred from time to time and helped him out. It's the most normal he ever felt.]

Man, those paintings really were lame ass. I'm so fucking curious what kind you'd rather get, though. And what about the sheets? What kinda sheets you want? Polo?

[He's mostly kidding about that. It's hard for him not to tease a little when he's so happy.]