[The reference would go right over his head, to be honest. He hasn't seen a disney movie before. He hasn't seen a movie before. He just thinks Thumper is a cute and fitting name for a rabbit and he's too tired to question Dirk about the relevance of it. He's starting to let a lot of Dirk's references slide. If only he had google..
He hums sadly as Dirk pulls back from the kiss and stares lazily at him as he speaks, lifting the corner of his mouth upward in a wobbily smile at the challenge.
He grunts as he's nudged but he doesn't budge an inch. He is a wall of man, Dirk, just try making him move where he doesn't want to.]
[Christ, he really needs to show this man some Disney. That's gonna be number one on his list of priorities this Summer. Along with showing him a few other things. And maybe introducing him to the internet. Basically Murdoc just needs to be introduced to lots of things from the Muggle world and Bro is going to be the one to do it.
Also goddamn your wall of man-ness, Murdoc. But if he wanted to move you, he could. He's just not trying with all of his strength.]
You're gonna be the little one this time. I've been the little one way too damn much lately.
[He will not begin to understand the complexities behind Disney movies, but if Dirk suggests it he will probably at least sit through some of them. Maybe. He might sleep through them.
He grunts, giving Dirk a look before rolling over, looking over his shoulder at his dumb boyfriend.]
[It's not an 'if' thing, it's a 'when' thing. Just you wait, Murdoc, you'll find yourself forced to sit through nearly all of them. At least the good ones.
And he's just going to let that little remark bounce off him, because he has pretty much the best comeback ever to it.]
I'm big where it counts. I'm sure you've noticed.
[And now he's just gonna scoot forward and press himself against Murdoc's back, throwing a leg over him as he does so. Fuck yes spooning.]
[He doesn't even own a television, Dirk. You are going to have to pull a lot of strings to get Murdoc watching cartoons with you. He might even judge you a little.
That's earning Dirk an eye roll as Murdoc turns away from Dirk to lie more comfortably.]
You certainly mention it enough. It's rather difficult to notice. [He grunts as Dirk throws his leg over him, but he's happy to nestle back against him. Murdoc doesn't have a hell of a lot of body heat, so Dirk feels like a personal heater against him. It's nice. He can't help but think of doing this in his own bed at home.
[Of course he's going to judge Bro. That's not something that's ever going to stop, regardless of Disney. Bro will always do things to be judged for. Always.]
I don't mention it that often. [Does he? He tries not to, at least. After the awkwardness of their first time, he's tried not to mention it terribly often. Okay maybe he slips.]
You make it sound like you don't have something to boast about, babe.
You mention it enough. [He grumbles, trying to nestle his face into his own arms. Why did they start talking about this? Why why why? Maybe he should pretend to be asleep.]
I never implied that, actually. You're readin' too far into it.
I'm just saying, you don't have anything to be self conscious about.
[He's trying. He's trying really hard to make Murdoc feel better about this. At least he hasn't outright suggested that Murdoc has penis envy. He imagines if he did, it wouldn't end very well.]
I never said I was self conscious about anythin', you're the one makin' awfully suspicious assumptions.
[He looks over his shoulder to give Dirk the stink eye, but there isn't much bitterness in it. In fact, looking at Dirk just makes him want to give him a rough kiss for being a brat.]
[He leans in to meet Murdoc's lips, deciding it best not to push Murdoc's obvious penile issues. This is really nice, though. Being close to him, kissing him. Being the big spoon. He wouldn't trade this moment for anything.
Except a sudden yawn forces him to break the kiss and he moves a hand up to stifle it.]
That is not a thing that just happened, I ain't even tired.
[Murdoc enjoys the kiss while it lasts. He feels warm and comfortable and he doesn't even want to think about leaving this bed tomorrow because he has no intention of leaving it now.
He crinkles his nose as Dirk yawns in his face, turning back away from him and moving his arms over Dirk's, threading their fingers.]
[He really didn't mean to yawn in Murdoc's face- honest. It was a complete and total accident. But hey, at least he doesn't have morning breath, right? It's just Bro breath right now.
He hmmphs in protest at Murdoc's words and has to resist the urge to call him Flower again.]
I'm not- [Fuck it, another yawn.] Fine, g'night, daddy. [He gives Murdoc's hand a squeeze, an amused smile on his face as he closes his eyes. He is tired, and he was totally denying it. Being so close to Murdoc isn't helping matters- it's comforting and warm and something he isn't used to at all. It's a good feeling and it's quickly helping him doze off.]
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He hums sadly as Dirk pulls back from the kiss and stares lazily at him as he speaks, lifting the corner of his mouth upward in a wobbily smile at the challenge.
He grunts as he's nudged but he doesn't budge an inch. He is a wall of man, Dirk, just try making him move where he doesn't want to.]
'M I the big spoon or the little one?
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Also goddamn your wall of man-ness, Murdoc. But if he wanted to move you, he could. He's just not trying with all of his strength.]
You're gonna be the little one this time. I've been the little one way too damn much lately.
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He grunts, giving Dirk a look before rolling over, looking over his shoulder at his dumb boyfriend.]
Maybe it's because you are little.
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And he's just going to let that little remark bounce off him, because he has pretty much the best comeback ever to it.]
I'm big where it counts. I'm sure you've noticed.
[And now he's just gonna scoot forward and press himself against Murdoc's back, throwing a leg over him as he does so. Fuck yes spooning.]
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That's earning Dirk an eye roll as Murdoc turns away from Dirk to lie more comfortably.]
You certainly mention it enough. It's rather difficult to notice.
[He grunts as Dirk throws his leg over him, but he's happy to nestle back against him. Murdoc doesn't have a hell of a lot of body heat, so Dirk feels like a personal heater against him. It's nice. He can't help but think of doing this in his own bed at home.
Alas, he needs to pause and snark at Dirk.]
That is not an invitation to boast more.
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I don't mention it that often. [Does he? He tries not to, at least. After the awkwardness of their first time, he's tried not to mention it terribly often. Okay maybe he slips.]
You make it sound like you don't have something to boast about, babe.
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I never implied that, actually. You're readin' too far into it.
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[He's trying. He's trying really hard to make Murdoc feel better about this. At least he hasn't outright suggested that Murdoc has penis envy. He imagines if he did, it wouldn't end very well.]
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[He looks over his shoulder to give Dirk the stink eye, but there isn't much bitterness in it. In fact, looking at Dirk just makes him want to give him a rough kiss for being a brat.]
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I'm just trying to make you feel good about yourself. Geez. You're the one getting defensive over it.
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[He leans in to meet Murdoc's lips, deciding it best not to push Murdoc's obvious penile issues. This is really nice, though. Being close to him, kissing him. Being the big spoon. He wouldn't trade this moment for anything.
Except a sudden yawn forces him to break the kiss and he moves a hand up to stifle it.]
That is not a thing that just happened, I ain't even tired.
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He crinkles his nose as Dirk yawns in his face, turning back away from him and moving his arms over Dirk's, threading their fingers.]
Good night, Thumper.
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He hmmphs in protest at Murdoc's words and has to resist the urge to call him Flower again.]
I'm not- [Fuck it, another yawn.] Fine, g'night, daddy. [He gives Murdoc's hand a squeeze, an amused smile on his face as he closes his eyes. He is tired, and he was totally denying it. Being so close to Murdoc isn't helping matters- it's comforting and warm and something he isn't used to at all. It's a good feeling and it's quickly helping him doze off.]