What do you think about numbers?

I could learn all I want from those numbers running through your head. [ Vincent is an OC with numerical telepathy based in the Gotham area.]

[detectivewayne]

ihaveyournumber liked your photoset:Dassright! Get out of those offending clothes. :p

Hi.

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

Hi.

[textsfromquintoplets]

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      I already said you were the best husband.

[detectivewayne]

Oh… right. Y’did.

…

Say it again?

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      You can be so needy, baby doll.

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      I guess I’ll take that too.

[detectivewayne]

Aaaaren’t y’gonna say anything back?

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      I already said you were the best husband.

[detectivewayne]

Adorkable, maybe.

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      I guess I'll take that too.

[detectivewayne]

#My husband is better than yours.

You’re adorable.

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      Please, I'm amazing.

[leepacesutra]

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      ” Oh hell yeah.  I’m too tired for anything else. “

[detectivewayne]

"Seriously? Even if you don’t need t’actually do anything and just lay there?"

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      " Thanks babe, that makes me feel great. "

[detectivewayne]

"I’d like t’say I have. Quite a bit."

He couldn’t help a lift of his brows, arms crossing over his chest.

"Nap. Y’found a babysitter so for once it’s just us home and th’first thing y’wanna do is nap?”

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      " Oh hell yeah.  I'm too tired for anything else. "

[detectivewayne]

"Okay, this just went from babies t’making babies. Wow.

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      " Have you met me, Con?  Anyway, she has the babies           right now so.  I'm gonna go nap. "

[detectivewayne]

"Okay, t’be fair, I was angry and dropped my phone under th’couch. What else was I supposed t’do? I mean, I didn’t break anything. This time."

He squinted at his husband.

"You’re a pain in th’butt."

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      " Yeah, but I'm the bed kind of pain in th'butt. "

[detectivewayne]

Connor glanced to the side, slow blinking. It took a few moments to turn over Vincent’s words in his head before he sighed and looked at him straight on again.

"Why d’you have t’go poking around in heads Vin? I just, ugh…" He rubbed at the spot between his brows before sighing, dropping his hand.

"Still, yes, having a babysitter for our blob—babies—is a good thing. Thank you for thinking ahead of me."

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      " Why do you have to go around picking up both babies            and the couch with one hand? "       He stares at his husband for several long seconds before         continuing with a pleasant smile.       " I usually think ahead of you, sweetie-pie. "

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

      " So I hired this Irish woman, has a daughter of her           own, and fell in love with our baby blobs when           she saw them.  Not to mention, when I poked about           in her head, she needs the job, and she's a sweet           thing.  So.                                 Taada. "       This is his 'are you proud of me' face.  So are you, Connor?         Are you proud of your husband?

[wxnslow-archived-deactivated201]

i may be ʙᴀᴅ

but i’m perfectly gσσ∂ at it

[nastealeto]

[ihaveyournumber-blog]

You should like this for a starter thing.