Jamie got along well with Dick better than he thought. They both loved puns and stupid humor, and enjoyed supernatural and Sherlock. Though Jamie was the ultimate Sherlock fan.

Everywhere they went, Dick had to carry Jamie in his arms. That left Jamie to memorize his muscles and curves. He matched each line and crease to his memory as Dick droned on about some other topic.

Jamie snapped out of his thoughts when he smelled Vanilla Ginger tea. He smiled as he heard Dick walk over to him. "So, this is probably awkward for you, but I'm going to have to hold the cup. Is that okay?"

How sweet... Jamie thought. He nodded. "That's fine. As long as you don't choke me. I'm not into that BDSM stuff." Smooth. How to scare off McHottie.

Dick wasn't scared off. He just laughed. "Shame. I had some tough rope." No literately. He does.

Jamie blushed before laughing. "Pervert." He opened his mouth and felt the cup pressed against his bottom lip before slowly taking a sip.

This is sounding more erotic than I meant for it to be. The author thought without any shame.

"Got it?" Dick asked lowly, waiting for Jamie to nod.

Jamie pulled away with a gentle nod as he licked his lips clean from the liquid deliciousness.

Hoo boy I'm in trouble now. The author was a pervert.

The Brit cleared his throat awkwardly. "So... Uhm... Are the... The rumors... True?" He asked.

"About me being a womanizer?" Dick asked, he saw Jamie nod. "Not really. I mean, I dated a lot, but I never slept and dumped nor did I leave a girl for another."

"I see." Jamie had a small smile and that made Dick just melt.

Dick scooted close to him. "Do you have any girlfriends?" He asked him.

"Nah. I'm gay as hell." Jamie replied bluntly as he shrugged.

That made Dick laugh. "So blunt. I like it." He mused.

Jamie blushed before laughing along as well. "How many siblings do you have?" He questioned.

"Three, I'm the oldest at 18, Jason is 17, Tim is 15, and my youngest brother is 8. His name is Damian." Dick explained.

Jamie smiled tightly. "A lot of siblings." His expression softened. "Not that I have any."

"Only child?"

"Yeah."

Dick rubbed his chin. "Where's your parents?" He asked.

"England. They sent me to America because they didn't want their faggot son to ruin their rep. So they bought me an apartment and send money every month for bills and food." Jamie told him with a disdain look in his eyes.

"Oh... I'm sorry." Dick apologized.

"Don't be. I can't stand them anyways."

They smiled at each other, though Jamie couldn't see, and they enjoyed their small talks before Jamie would get his glasses in a few hours.

*****

"You know. I think your face needs more color. You're extremely pale, have monotone eyes, and dark hair. How about... These ones?!" Dick held up a pair of ruby red thick rimmed glasses and Jamie put them on.

They made his face slightly rosier and he looked more adorable than ever. He smiled. "These will do."