[ harley mostly smiles, faint and reassured, as dinah presses another kiss to her forehead, eyes shuttering again — and for a while she might even lose herself to stroking bruce's fur again, long enough that she hears the faint sounds of the bath being drawn, the tub slowly filling with water, and bruce himself curls up to settle on the couch, drifting off to sleep before dinah finally reemerges downstairs. ]
You're a good pal, D, y'know that?
[ harley's not so helpless that she can't get to her feet on her own power, doing her best not to disturb the now-snoring hyena on the couch as she tiptoes around to where dinah's standing — but she does throw an arm across dinah's shoulders, linking them together as they head upstairs to the bathroom.
there's a separate entrance from the hallway, so they won't be disturbing hellboy where he's resting, and by the time dinah escorts her into the bathroom and she gets a glimpse of the bubbles, not to mention the warmly-lit candles giving everything a soothing glow, there's a visible light that turns on in harley's expression too. ]
Ooh, it looks like a fancy spa in here or somethin'. [ she reaches to clasp dinah's hands in both of hers, giving them an encouraging squeeze. ] Feel like gettin' in there with me? We can scrub each other's backs.
[When Harley throws her arm over Dinah's shoulder, she takes the opportunity to give Harley a quick one armed hug. She grins at Harley's glee at the sight of the bathroom, relieved that she's perking up a bit.]
I didn't know if it was too much. I just wanted to make it nice. You deserve nice, Harls.
[She smiles.] You know I'm always up for that. But this is your night. You want me in there, taking care of you, that's what we're doing. Or you wanna fall asleep whilst I sing you lullabies, we'll do it all night. Or you want me to hyena sit, I'm your girl. Just this once, you get to tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it, yeah?
[ there's a minute when harley bites her lip, as though she's debating over how best to explain all of the thoughts running through her head and put exactly what she wants into words that make sense. ]
I know we've done that a lotta times — and we're real good at it, don't get me wrong, but I kinda just want... [ she draws in a breath, brow furrowing as she glances toward the bath and then back at dinah, like she's already steeling herself for rejection. ] When I say I want you in there with me, I just want you there. Nothin' else, no expectations for more, just...
[ she shrugs once, as if she's trying to play it off as a quiet ask while her voice drops to a low mumble. ] I kinda just want you to hold me.
I got you, baby. You've been through shit. But I got you, yeah?
[She moves to embrace Harley, just to hold her close and make her feel safe. How many times has she been through it here and wished that someone, anyone, would hold her like this? And through it all, who's been there? Dinah owes Harley the world, but she can at least take care of her friend now.]
Come here?
[She motions for Harley to take her top off, to ease out of her clothes. Dinah shrugs off her sweater and joggers, leaving herself in a sports bra and panties. She holds her hand out to lead Harley to the bath. Dinah smiles at Harley as she steps in and again offers her hand to help Harley into the tub. Sinking down, Dinah leans against the back of the bath and holds her hands out for Harley to make herself comfortable.]
I got you. As long as you need, yeah? 'Cause Harls, I know we've had our differences and shit, but... I love you. Not like that. But... you're my first real friend. And I am always here. Whatever you need, yeah? I love you, man.
[ there's a mechanical quiet to the movements with which harley proceeds to remove her clothing — with dinah's help, of course — almost as if she's only half-present in the moment itself and the rest is happening solely from muscle memory, but soon enough she's stripped down and reaching for dinah's hand, using that shared tether to help herself into the tub.
it's practically an afterthought when she settles into the water, breathing out a long sigh, and then shifts so that she can lean back against dinah's chest, notching her head against her friend's shoulder and sinking down beneath more of the bubbles until only the tops of her own shoulders are visible. ]
Not like that, huh? [ she scoffs quietly, but it's playful, because she knows what dinah means, even if the other woman feels the need to clarify specifics between them. she curls in, nudging her nose under dinah's chin as her eyes start to droop. ] Love you too, y'know. You're one of my best friends here. Not just here, even, but back home too. You're badass, and you're gorgeous, and you're stronger'n you think.
[Dinah leans down, once more carefully planting a kiss on Harley's crown.]
Don't you sometimes think about home? Like, Helena? Man, I wish she was here. Or Montoya? Cass? I wonder how Cass is doing.
[Dinah shifts slightly.] Yeah? I might be a badass and all, but all I get is my ass handed to me and my damn mouth closed every time I try to speak out. Don't matter though.
[She strokes her hand through Harley's hair, gently playing with it, and soothing her scalp.]
I am so glad you have enough faith in us for both of us. I do love you for that. For seeing it. You see the positive in everything. I love that about you.
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You're a good pal, D, y'know that?
[ harley's not so helpless that she can't get to her feet on her own power, doing her best not to disturb the now-snoring hyena on the couch as she tiptoes around to where dinah's standing — but she does throw an arm across dinah's shoulders, linking them together as they head upstairs to the bathroom.
there's a separate entrance from the hallway, so they won't be disturbing hellboy where he's resting, and by the time dinah escorts her into the bathroom and she gets a glimpse of the bubbles, not to mention the warmly-lit candles giving everything a soothing glow, there's a visible light that turns on in harley's expression too. ]
Ooh, it looks like a fancy spa in here or somethin'. [ she reaches to clasp dinah's hands in both of hers, giving them an encouraging squeeze. ] Feel like gettin' in there with me? We can scrub each other's backs.
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I didn't know if it was too much. I just wanted to make it nice. You deserve nice, Harls.
[She smiles.] You know I'm always up for that. But this is your night. You want me in there, taking care of you, that's what we're doing. Or you wanna fall asleep whilst I sing you lullabies, we'll do it all night. Or you want me to hyena sit, I'm your girl. Just this once, you get to tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it, yeah?
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I know we've done that a lotta times — and we're real good at it, don't get me wrong, but I kinda just want... [ she draws in a breath, brow furrowing as she glances toward the bath and then back at dinah, like she's already steeling herself for rejection. ] When I say I want you in there with me, I just want you there. Nothin' else, no expectations for more, just...
[ she shrugs once, as if she's trying to play it off as a quiet ask while her voice drops to a low mumble. ] I kinda just want you to hold me.
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I got you, baby. You've been through shit. But I got you, yeah?
[She moves to embrace Harley, just to hold her close and make her feel safe. How many times has she been through it here and wished that someone, anyone, would hold her like this? And through it all, who's been there? Dinah owes Harley the world, but she can at least take care of her friend now.]
Come here?
[She motions for Harley to take her top off, to ease out of her clothes. Dinah shrugs off her sweater and joggers, leaving herself in a sports bra and panties. She holds her hand out to lead Harley to the bath. Dinah smiles at Harley as she steps in and again offers her hand to help Harley into the tub. Sinking down, Dinah leans against the back of the bath and holds her hands out for Harley to make herself comfortable.]
I got you. As long as you need, yeah? 'Cause Harls, I know we've had our differences and shit, but... I love you. Not like that. But... you're my first real friend. And I am always here. Whatever you need, yeah? I love you, man.
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it's practically an afterthought when she settles into the water, breathing out a long sigh, and then shifts so that she can lean back against dinah's chest, notching her head against her friend's shoulder and sinking down beneath more of the bubbles until only the tops of her own shoulders are visible. ]
Not like that, huh? [ she scoffs quietly, but it's playful, because she knows what dinah means, even if the other woman feels the need to clarify specifics between them. she curls in, nudging her nose under dinah's chin as her eyes start to droop. ] Love you too, y'know. You're one of my best friends here. Not just here, even, but back home too. You're badass, and you're gorgeous, and you're stronger'n you think.
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[Dinah leans down, once more carefully planting a kiss on Harley's crown.]
Don't you sometimes think about home? Like, Helena? Man, I wish she was here. Or Montoya? Cass? I wonder how Cass is doing.
[Dinah shifts slightly.] Yeah? I might be a badass and all, but all I get is my ass handed to me and my damn mouth closed every time I try to speak out. Don't matter though.
[She strokes her hand through Harley's hair, gently playing with it, and soothing her scalp.]
I am so glad you have enough faith in us for both of us. I do love you for that. For seeing it. You see the positive in everything. I love that about you.