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Dick Grayson (gothamboy) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-04-29 23:11:00

Entry tags:

carrie kelley, dick grayson

Who: Dick and Carrie
What: A Talk About Their Relationship
When: After Carrie's talk with Bruce.
Warnings: Probably not.

A planned (and unwelcome) proposal, an unknown marriage, a disturbed girlfriend, a near breakup... considering what was going on in his life, Dick probably should have been going out of his mind. The fact that he was sitting on the couch reading a book about the history of New York state while his various computers quietly defragmented themselves might have been surprising for anyone who hadn't grown up with Batman. Compartmentalizing emotions was easy.

Besides, Carrie had promised to come back. If Dick had faith in nothing else in the world, he had faith that Carrie would honor that promise.

A careful observer would notice, however, that no matter how good he was at dealing with his worries, he hadn't mastered them completely: on the DVD shelf of the entertainment center, every Disney movie had been turned backwards.

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girlwonder
2008-04-30 06:43 pm UTC (link)

"But this isn't just my decision," she said, a little stubborn. "This is a couple thing. An us thing. How you feel is important." Sliding closer to him, she continued. "No matter what I decide, you're affected. You're a part of this." She planted a soft kiss on his chin.

"I think marriage to you doesn't terrify me as much as it used to. Which isn't to say that I really want... but a part of me must have because I don't really think I'd have gone through with it otherwise." A pause. "Not only did I go through with it, I asked you." After the first day or so at Kimber's, Carrie had thought that over. She'd initiated the whole thing. Which probably said something about how she felt. It couldn't have been the alcohol. Not completely.

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gothamboy
2008-05-01 12:07 am UTC (link)

"Honestly? I want to be married to you. You know that. Maybe we didn't get married in a way I wanted to do it, but that doesn't change the fact that I do want to be with you for the rest of my life." Dick looked down at her hands, brushing a thumb over her ring finger. "That's why I bought the ring. But it's not something I have much doubt about. You do. That's why you keep talking yourself into it and out of it."

His gaze kept going back to the envelope on the table. "I think we can do it. We were married for months without any problems. The fact that we didn't know about it does mitigate that accomplishment, but still, I think that we can make it. I'm certain we can. Even if we do get the divorce, I'm certain that we will. But you just have to ask yourself, 'when I wake up tomorrow, do I want to wake up next to my husband?' If the answer is no, then you know what to do."

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girlwonder
2008-05-01 01:01 am UTC (link)

It said something about how much she loved him that she hadn't just signed the papers. She was on the fence now. That was clear in the way she spoke and what she said. Dick was glancing at the envelope. Carrie kept glancing at Dick's face. "At Kimber's I kept going back and forth. Every other day..." She shook her head lightly, "I almost signed but I didn't. I kept going back to the papers. And then I kept stopping myself from signing it." One of her hands was in Dick's, the other ran through her hair.

"When I wake up tomorrow..." she slowed to a stop, "I want to wake up next to you. And the same goes for every day after that."

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gothamboy
2008-05-01 01:26 am UTC (link)

"That's something," said Dick, a faint smile on his face. "The bed's been cold and lonely without you." It was fairly common that they not go to bed at the same time, what with Dick being otherwise occupied by innumerable self-imposed duties or Carrie wanting to impress both of her partners or simply different schedules. But it was still their bed. This had been the first time in ages that it was his bed, and Dick didn't like it.

"What you described... that's exactly what marriage is, at least to me. That's exactly what I want."

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girlwonder
2008-05-01 01:48 am UTC (link)

There was a soft smile on her face. "I missed you, too." Carrie had gotten used to being a couple, to seeing him every day, to his sleeping in a bed that held his scent, to his touch. She fought the urge to kiss him. Mostly because she didn't want to distract herself.

"Maybe," she hesitated. "Maybe we should try this." She looked at him. "Maybe we could do this. And do it right... get married again... when I'm older." This was a little scary. Carrie's heart was pounding.

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gothamboy
2008-05-01 02:09 am UTC (link)

He let out a quiet little laugh at the idea of it. No matter what she said, Dick was intensely aware how much the idea frightened her. And yet here she was. Carrie never had let something like fear interfere in what she wanted. It, like most things she did, made him smile. "I love you. But you're supposed to get down on one knee." He grinned a bit, then sank to the floor himself.

"Allow me. Carrie, will you... stay married to me?" It didn't have quite the same punch, but Dick tried to sell it as much as he would have done if he were asking her to marry him for the first time.

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girlwonder
2008-05-01 02:37 am UTC (link)

She took a shaky breath and watched him move to the floor with slightly wide eyes. This was real. There would be no turning back, no liquor to blame this on. Her stomach was in a knot. Carrie opened her mouth, shut it, and then said, "Yes," quickly.

The tension in her body faded just a little as she looked into his eyes. Carrie trusted Dick. She loved him. They could do this. "Yes," she said again. Nodding, she moved forward and rested her hands on his shoulders before kissing him deeply.

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gothamboy
2008-05-01 02:48 am UTC (link)

For a brief, terrifying moment, Dick thought that she was going to say no. Which was silly. After all, she was the one to say it. But she had that kind of hold on him, to rob him of the casual confidence he'd cultivated since his youth playing with elephants and swinging on the trapeze.

And then she said yes, and it was instantly restored. She was kissing him and he was kissing her and suddenly it wasn't a week since they were together, it was minutes. Seconds.

Life was beautiful.

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