Hi I forgot to update this omg I am so sorry! I got a review and that reminded me... So I'm making it up to you by updating both remaning chapters.
Edward walked the apartment in only his boxers, letting his freshly washed and dried body feel the warm air as he pulled out the draws, finding stacks of coloured t-shirts and white collar shirts alongside several pairs of dark trousers.
He found a deep green t-shirt and pulled it over his head, it was far too long and wide, at least two sizes too big, it seemed more like a tent than a shirt.
The trousers were too big too, he felt like a fucking clown, but they were comfy at least, and unimaginably soft. He didn't want to wear them yet, he looked ridiculous, he looked so scraggly in them and he didn't want Batman seeing him looking so weak. But he didn't want to change back into his dirty trousers.
"Shit," he mumbled to himself, standing straight, unsure what to do now, he shook his head, he didn't want to be undressed when Batman returned.
"Having some trouble?" a familiar voice growled from behind him, Edward's head dropped and he let out a deep sigh.
He turned his head and saw Batman approaching, how he had got in without Edward's noticing completely baffled him. "These trousers are far too big," Edward complained, turning fully as Batman reached him, feeling rather naked as the man's eyes scoured him.
"You have a belt," Batman pointed out, looking at the thing on the bed.
Edward nodded, "Yes, but I can't wear that while asleep," he retorted, smiling slightly with the words.
"Then don't wear them while you sleep. I'm the only one who comes in here and I won't be watching you sleep."
Edward frowned slightly, "Fine," he said shortly. "Well I would very much like to sleep now and seeing as you don't intend to watch me, perhaps you should leave."
Batman's mouth twitched, as much as he wanted to trust Edward he didn't feel comfortable leaving him for such a long amount of time without any supervision. He could survey him using the cameras around the room they were not very well hidden and he knew Edward would soon find and disconnect them.
"A cup of tea first?" Batman offered, attempting a smile, which seemed to unnerve Edward more than he had hoped.
Edward raised am eyebrow, biting his lip slightly, "Sure," he said cautiously, pulling on the too-large trousers and wrapping his belt around his waist, "If you insist."
Batman gestured towards the sofa, meaning for Edward to sit while he went to the tiny kitchen area a few feet from the bed.
Edward sat on the soft grey sofa, jumping immediately as the TV turned on, realising a second later that he had been sitting on the remote.
Batman's head twitched to him as he turned the kettle on, "It gets all the movie channels," he informed, realising a few seconds later how the sentence sounded.
"You're asking me to watch a film with you?" Edward asked lowly, wondering how much more intimate this would get, as if he didn't feel uncomfortable enough as it was.
"No, I'm…" Batman let his voice trail off as he shook his head, feeling like an idiot for mentioning it. He quickly made the tea and moved to the sofa, where Edward sat looking very uncomfortable, though the man did seem to have settled on a channel.
"I picked a film," Edward said, seeming reluctant to drink the tea he had been handed, sniffing and tasting it before deciding it was safe to dink.
Batman nodded, taking a long sip of his own tea, partially to show Edward that it was ok drink it. "I'll leave after the tea, I don't want to keep you from sleep."
Edward shook his head, finally beginning to drink his tea, "I doubt I'll sleep much, I can't sleep very well on my own, especially in a new place."
That was a partial lie: he usually found it hard to sleep, but he'd hardly slept in the past week, he could feel that he needed it, and he was almost sure that the moment his head hit the pillow he would fall asleep.
Batman grunted slightly, "If you're worried, I don't have to leave," he offered, wanting the man to sleep, not wanting to give him the opportunity to do anything bad.
Not that he would, of course, Edward had changed, he was no longer 'Riddler'.
Batman didn't really want to give his the chance though.
"No," Edward replied gently, "I'm ok, I'm sure I'll be fine." He smiled slightly as he sipped his tea, "I don't need a baby sitter."
"I just want you to be comfortable," Batman said with a slight growl, his usual menace somewhat dulled by the fact that he was under bright lights and was sipping tea from a mug bearing the words 'I am Batman'.
"I would be more comfortable without your eyes boring into my skull," Edward groaned in reply.
"You would rather not sleep and have me leave?" Batman asked, genuinely curious and he stared at the poorly-clothed man.
"I'll sleep fine, Batman," Edward almost snapped, "I just… have trouble drifting off," he explained, his mug of tea now half finished as he took another mouthful.
Batman frowned, unsure of how he would be able to help that. He looked down and realised his drink was almost gone, he exhaled gently, "If you don't want me here then I'll go," he stated.
Edward huffed, "I can't tell you to leave Batman, this is your house, but I would prefer you weren't just here while I was asleep. I-If you were doing something that'd be fine. I don't want you just standing over me… you'd give me nightmares…"
Batman looked towards his car, letting out a slight huff, "I need to check and refill the oil in the Batmobile, it should take no longer than 10 minutes."
Edward nodded and put his empty cup on the coffee table, "You do that then, I'm going to get some sleep. Try not to be too loud."
Batman nodded, getting to his feet as Edward did and walking towards his car, looking over his shoulder and watching the man turn the lights off and clamber into the soft bed, hearing him let out a tiny moan as he lay down. He wondered how long it had been since he had slept in a proper bed. He should have tried to find him sooner.
He fiddled with his car for around 7 minutes; the oil hadn't actually needed changing but he wanted to make sure his guest was at least comfortable before he left.
He opened the door to the car, ready to leave, giving a final look towards the bed and its now sleeping occupant as he left.
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