Okay. [Saturday is looming, something's wrong with Carlos, the ship is too quiet and a weird sense of paranoia's trying to suffocate him but he's not letting it. Instead, he flashes Dick another grin before there's a flick of his wrist and a perfectly cooked omelette pops out of the pan and onto a plate. He'll set it on the counter next to Dick before he works on a second one.]
[ dick gives a low, impressed whistle, though he doesn't start to eat it just yet, clearly waiting on junpei to finish cooking his own. a bitch wants to breakky with his temp bf maybe ]
What, you regret how you used the other one? [ it's teasing, ]
[This bitch is allowed because the other bitch is busy...not even trying to make his omelette presentable. Apparently he can put in the effort when he wants to but he doesn't care as much with his own.]
Of course not. [He knows Dick's joking but he may as well answer anyway.] But if it's the only favor I have I'm going to make it count, obviously.
[ dick's enjoying watching him cook anyway!! even if he has stopped caring about presentation which is a Mood. he does poke at his own omelette to at least like. cut a piece to see how it looks inside. god now i want an omelette ]
Thought you said you were going to beat me at poker? Sounds like someone doesn't have faith in his own skills.
Did I say we were playing for favors? [Innocently. What else would you play for, idiots. The omelette is actually cooked very well and proportionate with veggies cheese and some form of breakfast meat? How he did all of this without really making a mess we don't know, but it also smells delicious. He has mastered eggs and...not much else.]
...but fine, I'm not as great at poker. Most of my gambling stints went to horse races and sometimes slots.
[Enjoy your delicious eggs, I also want an omelette now why did we do this. Anyway. There's a shrug.]
More if I'm directly comparing to you. I've still gotta pay my rent. [A half-smile.] ...but sometimes you decide to change things up from wandering the streets at night and drinking alone in bars. It happens. [And a perfect eggflip and there's his omelette. Give him a second to pour his own coffee and grab his plate.]
...wanna head to the deck? [Sunlight. And privacy at this point in the day.]
[ dick doesn't answer right away but he does grab a tray so they can shove everything on it. there's not that much that would make it hard to carry ...
but it being on a tray means he can hold it in one hand and junpei's with the other and leading him out ]
If you'd warned me, I'd have brought my sunglasses. C'mon. [ ... but anyway; ] Was that before the detective job, or during?
[Well okay. Dick, by nature of being a bat, is more buff anyway so it's not like he's going to say no? Take the tray. He'll also just slip his hand into Dick's and follow along, using his free hand to open the doors and etc.]
Too bad for you, I like seeing your eyes. [It's maybe a little teasing but it's also true because the next part is. Hm.] That was all during. Some days...I'd drink at home. Other days I'd go out and stay out for as long as the bars were open. I...used to drink myself to sleep and sleep in my bathtub with the shower on.
[Which might. Explain. Why he tried to see if he could fit in the bathtub of their room on the first day when they were arguing about the bed. He'll just open the door to the deck so they can go outside.]
[ dick at the very least leads them to the bar so they can, like. sit while they eat next to the pool. it's a bar so they have to be sitting next to each other and swiveled to the side to talk but beggars, choosers, etc.
the look in dick's eyes is probably more analytic than anything as he puts some pieces together with some of junpei's actions that first week, though he starts eating midthink ]
If you were trying to impress me with your omelette making skills, it worked. [ to start with, lightly. he puts a piece in his mouth and chews thoughtfully ] Did I ever tell you a friend of mine is a clone?
[It's unfortunate that he just grins a little too brightly. Yes, hello, 999pei is calling, he'd like to take over again. He's very aware that he can be sappy and doesn't seem to mind being called out on it in this case. Likewise, he hops up onto the bar stool to pull stuff off of the tray and that beaming expression sticks when Dick comments on the eggs.
Sometimes...you just wanna please...and ignore the fact that one detective is analyzing another it's fine.]
Told you. I might not know how to cook much but I'm eggcellent with omelettes, at least. [Shut the literal fuck up. Is he laying it on thick because he's nervous he made things weird again? Probably. Nevertheless he doesn't start with his eggs yet and seems to be sipping his coffee instead.]
This is the first time I'm hearing about a clone, but I've been getting the impression a lot of your friends are pretty above average. [That's the nice way to say "weird as fuck."]
[ dick ruins all eating etiquette and leans an elbow on the table so he can lean his face on it, grinning back at junpei's beam. and then lightly kicking him at the pun ]
Ha, ha. You're cracking me up.
[ Egg Puns. anyway; ]
You're not wrong about that. As for clones... well-- I guess technically there's two, but we popped SB out of his pod ourselves. He knew, we knew, not a big secret there. [ he waves his fork around a bit as if to yada yada superboy ] I was the first superhero partner. [ sidekick, dick. ] About a year after, another superhero took on a kid partner. I kind of started a trend. Six months later, Roy was kidnapped. It took three months for him to be located again. Three years after that... Roy learned he was a clone. That they'd taken the original, cloned him, and replaced him with a sleeper agent unbeknownst to the clone, or anyone else.
[ these are a lot of horrible events to just breeze through? ha ha ]
Once everything was settled, our Roy was... determined to find his original. The "real" Roy, as he called him. [ dick runs a hand through his hair ] It... consumed him for five years. He was in a pretty dark place. Did some stuff he's not proud of. You get the idea.
[ anyway doxxing roy harper aside, dick takes a sip of coffee ]
I don't know what you went through firsthand. But... I guess what I'm saying is, I'm glad you'd rather be sleeping in a bed with me than drunk in a bath tub.
[ COULD'VE JUST SAID THAT LAST PART ON ITS OWN? but the point was. dick may not Get It, but he. lowkey gets it and isn't judging junpei for it. ]
[He rolls his eyes at the return pun, but he doesn't respond beyond that because Dick continues. As he's talking, he's busying himself with cutting off a piece of egg to eat even while he continues to watch him as if he's dissecting the words bit by bit. At first he really has no idea why Dick is telling him any of this and the confusion on his face is clear. It's about the time Dick talks about Roy going to find someone that he fully understands the correlation here.
It doesn't surprise him. Junpei himself knows that he ended up in a really dark place after the Nonary Game and how bad obsession and desperation can make a person, so he nods. Yeah, he gets the idea.
But...there's a faint smile.]
Hope it worked out for him as well as it's worked out for me. [That is to say:] When I first met you I wasn't really sure what to think of you, but...you've definitely made things better. And you're comfier to sleep on than the tub anyway. [Thanks Junpei.]
[ dick does not say anything about finding his original or not, because that's Not Important. somehow. he's looking very wry (yet fond, it's bad) at junpei's comment, though ]
Anything is comfier to sleep on than a tub, dork. [ dick eats some eggs ] But thanks, I guess.
[Kids are cute, he guesses. This Junpei does not know jack shit about adopting a child in his future so he nods to show he's listening before he makes a face.]
It's not that the tub is uncomfortable. [...] Like I said, sleeping alone is weird now. I've crashed for naps a couple of times in the last few weeks and woke up really confused.
For reasons unknown to me. [Dryly. But he doesn't really mean it. Mostly. Instead he's looking at his eggs when he continues.] I like you more than I probably know how to explain without sounding like a jackass so...[A shrug.] Do you need a list or do you actually believe you deserve this today?
[ stop don't make his assholery into a sappy thing? you're ruining the banter. this time instead of a kick dick nudges junpei's leg with his own gently to make him look up from his eggs. ]
Think I should be the one asking you that. [ but it's light in tone. he still won't push... at least right now. instead, he teases: ] Are you trying to pamper away my self-flagellation this morning? I knew you had an ulterior motive for being this nice to me.
[He's allowed!! But he doesn't immediately look up from his eggs either just to be difficult. When he does though, he lifts his eyebrows.
"We only have until Saturday." "I know how to prepare knowing we're leaving each other." "You could use the break." "I want to have something good to hold onto while everything else is bad." "You deserve someone doing something for you instead of you trying to do stuff for everyone else." "I have no idea what I'm doing."
They're all things he could say, but instead he shrugs.]
Like I'd ever be that nice to you. Maybe I just wanted breakfast and you happened to be there, ever think of that? Don't let it go to your head, man.
[Junpei, a dumb bitch who asked Dick on a date. He knows that excuse isn't remotely believable but he's smirking anyway. That's definitely part of it, and maybe he just felt like spoiling him a bit for a sense of stability while demons tear the ship apart. It's fine.]
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I want to make sure I'm not wasting it.
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What, you regret how you used the other one? [ it's teasing, ]
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Of course not. [He knows Dick's joking but he may as well answer anyway.] But if it's the only favor I have I'm going to make it count, obviously.
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Thought you said you were going to beat me at poker? Sounds like someone doesn't have faith in his own skills.
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...but fine, I'm not as great at poker. Most of my gambling stints went to horse races and sometimes slots.
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Horse races? You're kidding, right?
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Think that's more or less reckless than letting off some steam by beating up criminals and jumping off high buildings?
[ it's light. Coping Is Hard ]
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More if I'm directly comparing to you. I've still gotta pay my rent. [A half-smile.] ...but sometimes you decide to change things up from wandering the streets at night and drinking alone in bars. It happens. [And a perfect eggflip and there's his omelette. Give him a second to pour his own coffee and grab his plate.]
...wanna head to the deck? [Sunlight. And privacy at this point in the day.]
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but it being on a tray means he can hold it in one hand and junpei's with the other and leading him out ]
If you'd warned me, I'd have brought my sunglasses. C'mon. [ ... but anyway; ] Was that before the detective job, or during?
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Too bad for you, I like seeing your eyes. [It's maybe a little teasing but it's also true because the next part is. Hm.] That was all during. Some days...I'd drink at home. Other days I'd go out and stay out for as long as the bars were open. I...used to drink myself to sleep and sleep in my bathtub with the shower on.
[Which might. Explain. Why he tried to see if he could fit in the bathtub of their room on the first day when they were arguing about the bed. He'll just open the door to the deck so they can go outside.]
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Sap.
[ dick at the very least leads them to the bar so they can, like. sit while they eat next to the pool. it's a bar so they have to be sitting next to each other and swiveled to the side to talk but beggars, choosers, etc.
the look in dick's eyes is probably more analytic than anything as he puts some pieces together with some of junpei's actions that first week, though he starts eating midthink ]
If you were trying to impress me with your omelette making skills, it worked. [ to start with, lightly. he puts a piece in his mouth and chews thoughtfully ] Did I ever tell you a friend of mine is a clone?
[ well that's a wild tangent ]
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Sometimes...you just wanna please...and ignore the fact that one detective is analyzing another it's fine.]
Told you. I might not know how to cook much but I'm eggcellent with omelettes, at least. [Shut the literal fuck up. Is he laying it on thick because he's nervous he made things weird again? Probably. Nevertheless he doesn't start with his eggs yet and seems to be sipping his coffee instead.]
This is the first time I'm hearing about a clone, but I've been getting the impression a lot of your friends are pretty above average. [That's the nice way to say "weird as fuck."]
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Ha, ha. You're cracking me up.
[ Egg Puns. anyway; ]
You're not wrong about that. As for clones... well-- I guess technically there's two, but we popped SB out of his pod ourselves. He knew, we knew, not a big secret there. [ he waves his fork around a bit as if to yada yada superboy ] I was the first superhero partner. [ sidekick, dick. ] About a year after, another superhero took on a kid partner. I kind of started a trend. Six months later, Roy was kidnapped. It took three months for him to be located again. Three years after that... Roy learned he was a clone. That they'd taken the original, cloned him, and replaced him with a sleeper agent unbeknownst to the clone, or anyone else.
[ these are a lot of horrible events to just breeze through? ha ha ]
Once everything was settled, our Roy was... determined to find his original. The "real" Roy, as he called him. [ dick runs a hand through his hair ] It... consumed him for five years. He was in a pretty dark place. Did some stuff he's not proud of. You get the idea.
[ anyway doxxing roy harper aside, dick takes a sip of coffee ]
I don't know what you went through firsthand. But... I guess what I'm saying is, I'm glad you'd rather be sleeping in a bed with me than drunk in a bath tub.
[ COULD'VE JUST SAID THAT LAST PART ON ITS OWN? but the point was. dick may not Get It, but he. lowkey gets it and isn't judging junpei for it. ]
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It doesn't surprise him. Junpei himself knows that he ended up in a really dark place after the Nonary Game and how bad obsession and desperation can make a person, so he nods. Yeah, he gets the idea.
But...there's a faint smile.]
Hope it worked out for him as well as it's worked out for me. [That is to say:] When I first met you I wasn't really sure what to think of you, but...you've definitely made things better. And you're comfier to sleep on than the tub anyway. [Thanks Junpei.]
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[ dick does not say anything about finding his original or not, because that's Not Important. somehow. he's looking very wry (yet fond, it's bad) at junpei's comment, though ]
Anything is comfier to sleep on than a tub, dork. [ dick eats some eggs ] But thanks, I guess.
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It's not that the tub is uncomfortable. [...] Like I said, sleeping alone is weird now. I've crashed for naps a couple of times in the last few weeks and woke up really confused.
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I'm not seeing a downside there. [ dick sounds smug? dick. why. ]
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[Why are you like this, Dick Grayson.]
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Ha ha, you like me.
[ dick. ]
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For reasons unknown to me. [Dryly. But he doesn't really mean it. Mostly. Instead he's looking at his eggs when he continues.] I like you more than I probably know how to explain without sounding like a jackass so...[A shrug.] Do you need a list or do you actually believe you deserve this today?
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Think I should be the one asking you that. [ but it's light in tone. he still won't push... at least right now. instead, he teases: ] Are you trying to pamper away my self-flagellation this morning? I knew you had an ulterior motive for being this nice to me.
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"We only have until Saturday." "I know how to prepare knowing we're leaving each other." "You could use the break." "I want to have something good to hold onto while everything else is bad." "You deserve someone doing something for you instead of you trying to do stuff for everyone else." "I have no idea what I'm doing."
They're all things he could say, but instead he shrugs.]
Like I'd ever be that nice to you. Maybe I just wanted breakfast and you happened to be there, ever think of that? Don't let it go to your head, man.
[Junpei, a dumb bitch who asked Dick on a date. He knows that excuse isn't remotely believable but he's smirking anyway. That's definitely part of it, and maybe he just felt like spoiling him a bit for a sense of stability while demons tear the ship apart. It's fine.]
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Oh, so you'd have asked absolutely anyone else on the ship to a date if they happened to be around? Sorry you had to settle.
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[...tell him he did good.]
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