Nightbunny ( PSL with bunnyhopped )

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Dick Grayson (bildungsromans) and Hana Song (bunnyhopped)

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[ All she's ever wanted was to hear him ask her to stay. Even before Dick fell in love with someone else - all she ever wanted was to hear him ask her to stay, just a while longer after all those times they would grab coffee together, just a while longer after training, don't go whenever she had to leave to return to Korea for a military engagement, just stay. Don't go. God only knows how many times she's had to keep herself from asking the same of him over these years.

She could never even hope for an I love you, too. How could she? She's known all this time that he would never come to love her. He wouldn't when she was at her best - when she was a bright-eyed young woman who was passionate about defending her country and the world - and her certainly wouldn't as she fell, as surmounting pressure and expectations piled one after another on D.Va made Hana Song retreat into a shell, made her into a girl who was afraid of failing, afraid of letting people down, afraid of dying, afraid of herself. She knew Dick would never love her like that - and she was right, because he fell in love with someone else.

Yet here he is at present, finally asking her to stay...

She swallows thickly, bowing her head down so he can't see the way her eyes are welling up with tears. Her response is silent at first - but she nods in agreement. ]

Alright.

[ She moves away from him, though, until she's at the edge of the bed. ]

Just let me wash up first. Okay? I'll be right back.

[ There's a sense of urgency to the way she moves out of the room and into the bathroom. As soon as the door closes behind her the tears spill over and almost blindly, she manages to get the shower going - as hot as her body can physically handle. Even if it hurts a little, it can't compare to the aching in her heart. Against the walls of the shower she crumples, drawing her knees up to her chest as she curls up into a ball and just cries as silently as she can manage. ]

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[ As silently as she can manage? Sure, Dick can't quite hear her crying, but he sure as hell can guess that's what she's doing right now. After all that, how could she not cry?

Dick could only sit back in shame, knowing full well what he did - what they both did - was wrong, only... he's trying to find reasons to care. To see why it matters that this was wrong, especially after everything he's lost. How transgressive could this have been, really? Who, other than himself and Hana, had anything to lose because of this?

Dick certainly had nothing left to lose.

He sits on the edge of the bed solemnly, lost in a haze of mental abstraction as he listens to the shower running. Part of him wonders what to say, how to properly address any of this... but the damage has clearly been done. There might be nothing left to say, only things left to do.

Like more of this. Dick knows this won't be the last night Hana comes to him, or he comes to Hana.

Because no matter how depraved this is, how despicable... the two of them clearly need each other.

Their affections. Their bodies.

With nothing left to lose, that might be the most they can salvage. ]