Warm Ups
Tim was stretching his arms while he waited for Dick to join him at the work out gym at Bruce’s manor. It had been a while since he had even been out of his little technology cave and he was glad to be able to see his boyfriend again. He stretched out all his muscles, planning to have a good couple of rounds of sparring with Dick before they did anything else. He was now stretching even the muscles in his ankles, standing up on the balls of his feet, then back down slowly, letting out rhythmic breaths with each up and down. He swung his arms in comfortable circles, getting impatient; though to be fair, he had been almost thirty minutes earlier than he told Dick to come.
“Wow baby bird, you’re already here?” he asked, smiling from ear to ear. It had been a while since they had seen each other, which was a weird thing for a boyfriend to say about the one he loved. But they had both been busy and he couldn’t have possibly done much to help that fact.
He leaned closer and grabbed his boyfriend by the waist, pulling him into his chest. Dick gave him a loving kiss on the nose. ”Always Mr. Punctual aren’t you? It’s one of the few things I love about you.”
He started to take his jacket off, it had been cold outside but in here he doubted he needed any of it. Not with the workout he was about to get anyways “So wanna tell me how things have been with you?”
Tim’s hands went to rest on his shoulders and he lifted his chin, kissing his lips in return, “I was excited actually, but yes, I would have been early anyways.” he bragged with a confident smile. He let Dick strip down to his workout clothes, “I’ve been working behind the scenes and gathering data on the human trafficking ring that Jason and I were working on.” he explained, bounding back on the balls of his feet. He bent his knees so he was in a slight crouch, hands loose, not meant for firm punches, but light taps for points. He lifted them up defensively, bouncing lightly on his toes, “Ready?” he was restless, not having moved around or trained too much in the last couple of months.
“Ready when you are, love”
Dick moved an surprising speed, his legs carrying him faster than usual, excited at the thought of sparring. He always said sparring was one of the biggest enjoyments in life…probably mainly because he could try his acrobat tricks. Tim tried to deliver a kick, which the acrobat jumped out of the way for. He smiled at Tim as he flew by his head, doing a complicated sault backwards.
“Looks like you’ll have to catch me.” he said and he ran out of the other’s grasp. He was having fun teasing Tim, though he could see the intense concentration the other was showing through his cute pouty face, no doubt being angry at not being able to deliver a blow at all.
“Show off.” Tim turned swiftly, staying on the balls of his feet as he jabbed at the air beside his head, his other hand jabbing a little lower on the other side quickly afterwards in hope to catch Dick’s shoulder. The teasing and talking was distracting, and part of him wanted to just tackle and kiss Dick instead of spar, they could spar later his mind said. He was determined though. With all the teasing, he had to land at least one hit before he could be satisfied, Dick was taunting him and his lips pressed into a thin like as he concentrated, working out the steps in his head.
Dick laughed again, this time heading straight to Tim. Grabbing on his ankles as he turned into a ball and propel himself forward, missing Tim nearly by inches.
Tim's concentrated look had gone beyond cute to downright adorable. It wasn't that he was winding up Tim to get that gorgeous pout out of him but he had to say it was a nice turn of events.
"You've got the cute pout going on again, love. I want to kiss it..." he grinned at his boyfriend, making the pout even deeper which was what Dick had been hoping for.