dc characters : domesticity
pairings ⦂ d.grayson ࿔ j.todd ࿔ t.drake ࿔ c.kent ࿔ w.west ࿔ r.harper ࿔ koriand'r x reader
࿐ descriptions of what it's like living with them.
: he's mainly out on the go, and when he comes back, it’s never empty handed. some mornings, it's you waking up to him all suited up with goods from your favourite bakery or your favourite whatever. a love language of his is remembering your preferences, and it's always on point when he watches you unravel what he got you.
: random dancing in the kitchen together. just music playing while he makes eggs at 11pm and you're leaning on the counter watching him. when night falls, and you're in the same kitchen, the tone's so different. it begins with attempting to slow dance to soft sounding speakers, just end up with him messing up and twirling you around cause that's always been your thing.
: physically and clingy affection that still feel domestic in a way; hand at the small of your back, forehead to yours, falling asleep with his whole weight half on you like he trusts you completely to hold it. he also has a way of turning sexual charged things (eg. showing together), into such pure acts with the warm water on your skin and his fingers on your scalp. the sensation calming you both down after a long day.
: he has a habit of getting into everything you like (music, foods movies, etc), which always means you can't have anything for yourself in the apartment, only cause he's just so determined to know everything little thing about. and even if he doesn't end up liking it, your lit up eyes and smile forever makes it worth trying.
: being the eldest means, your shared apartment has become the first thought for hiding out. damian's done something mischievous and he's not yet ready to face bruce in the manor and so on? your place it is. on days when he's out, you'll be the one to let anyone of the batfam or his friends, in to hang about and keep them entertained until he gets back.
: books everywhere. some gifted and most thrifted with marked pages and cracked spines. he annotated the margins with opinions that don't pull punches. you have this thing, that started out of boredom, where you write back to him in those same margins for his to read.
: affectionate things said through criticism as a way to care for you: your sleep schedule needs work, you should eat more protein, that coat isn't warm enough. most these are usually solved in seconds by him, eg. he cooks real food since he learned out of necessity.
: strangely, he’s skin always cold after missions. his favourite part of his days, are him coming home to find you cozy, snuggled up in blankets on the couch. so far from what he experienced outside, you use this as a chance to share warmth; hand on his sternum and his breathing slows.
: music played at odd hours of the day; he's earned his own taste that hasn't ever changed, just grown with yours. when you follow the played songs, you're usually met with he doing hands on work like mending the gears on his motorbike, in a spare room or garage.
: he thinks a lot, more than he should with you on the forefront of his mind, which leads to him sending day to day texts that are praised in the ways of, "thought of you when I saw this," or "this reminded me to get back to you." ever since he's got with you, his phone's been more use to him than ever before.
: your agreed quality time has been comfortable silence ever since you got together. most rooms you share in the apartment usually possess electric devices. there are some days he just has his laptops open, and you have your phone blinding as you tap away; different purposes, same couch. a word spoken every now and then.
: loves by having his space accommodate you, making thoughtful modifications before you noticed they needed to be made. that's how he loves; by asking precise questions, remembering everything you tell him, and then getting back to you weeks later. maybe with a detail, preference, or a thing you'd forgotten saying.
: he knows your daily schedule by heart, which leads to him randomly showing up at the place you're at, just to see you like the detective he is. it also helps that he's always glad to take some busy weight off your shoulders. they’re times, you wouldn't be able to make it to places like you promised, just to have him show up in your place, since he's an extensive of you the second you began dating.
: eating together since he forgets to eat when he's focused, most of the time. you've started leaving food near his workstation, to which you share together. it could be anything, and he'll let you have the bigger piece, cause they're just something about showing he cares more about you than these little things.
: when he's overworked and on the verge of sleep, he gets pretty affection, though he just brushes it off once he's conscious again. he'll slump into you, head heavy on your shoulder, whole body finally stopping. he's more honest at this these times with his confessions.
: most mornings, waking up to decide whether or not to stay in each other's arms for just five more minutes and put his daily responsibilities on hold. it always ends up dragging on for longer than that, but he's never complaining, when it's just another way to spend time with you, between the sheets.
: cooks for most evenings, after long days as he was raised in a home where food meant effort and effort meant love. sunday dinners are enormous. the table is always set properly. he has a nagging thing for when you eat anywhere, but the table.
: when it's just you two, settling in, he's such an attentive listener. in the fast-paced city of metropolis, he's above the way most people listen like they don't have the patience to. he loves listening to you talk about things that make you happy. so much so that your eyes brightened up, and you sped up your words. this could be anywhere; sitting on the counter, talking his ear off whilst he does the dinners or laundry.
: brings in the cold when he's been flying through skies. warm again within minutes. but the refreshing, open sky smell has become your apartment main scent. wonderfully useful for the boiling summer time.
: your shared apartment gets archived with small, random things; a rock from smallville, a feather, something he wanted you to see. it's like everything he's collected has led him to the moment he finally moves in with you, and now he can finally display his world to you.
: the fridge always has to be full, metabolically cause of his superpower. he cooks for ten, eats for ten, and still asks if you want more. you've started cooking bigger portions out of habit. food abundance at strange hours; running off at 5 am to go grocery shopping together, draped in his jacket, once finding out you're practically out of good foods. time wasted by messing around and sharing kisses in aisles, just to return home with a load of unnecessary purchases.
: restless to search for ways to be useful to you; fixes things, tidies in three minutes, appears with the thing you were about to go get. his hyperactivity being his way of getting your attention.
: remembers the date of random things; your first fight, the first time you laughed until you cried, the day you told him something you hadn't told anyone. he keeps those memories alive every year.
: when you're out for the night, doing whatever, without him. he takes over your side of the bed, sleeping. half unintentional, and half so he's given the chance to feel closer to what you left behind, a feel of your warmth and scent in the sheets.
: falls asleep fast and hard. holds on tight even in sleep, like something in his nervous system knows what it's like to lose track of time. you wake up every time, stuck in a death hold.
: topic of conversations, ranging from anything to everything from your past fears to the little things, like what you ate. he just innocently wants to know everything about you. it's so easy to open up to him, since he always makes you feel heard, especially at night before bed. that's your go-to time for talking it out together, no secrets hidden ever.
: crafts things purely with his hands: arrows, obviously, but also, fixed the loose hinge, built the shelf, fixed your bike on a random day in the parking lot with tools from his truck. handiwork as his love language in the name devotion.
: over time, your apartment had taken a red tinted route to it, in his favour; flannel, a hunting jacket on the hook, a little worn. his wardrobe culture being, that he doesn't mind when you slip into his clothes, even going as far as to leave some of them behind when he's out of town.
: it's harmless when he does it, but given the fact that he has a daughter. his role is sometimes reflected in your settings. from making you something warm like tea or soup when you're sick, to making sure you get enough rest. not a single chance, he'd let you do anything that'll possibly weigh you down and make you feel worse, until you feel better. for him, the apartment only runs best when both heads are well.
: speaking of his daughter, lian, she sleeps over sometimes. and when she does, the energy moves. roy becomes fully there for her, allowing you to understand that she's essential to who he is as a person. and as for you, with another girl in, that makes for fun times like game night and movie nights.
: your apartment's always set warm, literally, since she radiates heat. the second you moved in together, you stopped needing an extra blanket. in winter, rooms she spends time in stay degrees warmer than the rest.
: social rules are so lost on her whenever you're in public, especially in regards to displays of affection. she grants kisses when waiting in busy lines, holds your face in public, says things about love out loud without shame before you part ways; about time you stopped being embarrassed, and started being grateful.
: fierce and protective over your most authentic self, that it feels like being wrapped in something bright. you laugh at each other's bad jokes so hard you end up wheezing and letting loose. her comfort comes through by just braiding your hair, painting your nails, sitting close.
: she panics quite a lot, with all she knows about your differences in species, which leads to her thinking she's taking too much space with her alien habits. she collects random earthly things with genuine delight every time you're out with her, to the point where she's made the ordinary world her own.
: her favourite domestic thing she's always looking forward to, is watching movies and tv shows with you. just something about the screen being as bright as the sun, that she can't look away cause the plot's so good. all cuddled up in the others arms, limbs tangled on and dipped hands in stacked snacks.
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