Ririko laughed at Bruce's flustered expression, her laughter drifting through the steam rising from the hot spring.
One monkey boldly edged a step closer to Bruce, its nostrils twitching as it prepared to pounce on the delicious banana that had come from so far away.
Bruce stared at the monkeys and their gleaming eyes, grabbed Ririko's wrist, and fled the hot spring.
He pulled her back to their room at a half-run and slammed the floor-to-ceiling glass door shut.
The monkeys that had chased them screeched and pounded on the glass, deeply displeased at losing their delicious feast.
Bruce leaned back against the glass door, droplets of water still clinging to his chest.
He had faced all sorts of villains in Gotham, but never greedy monkeys straight out of the wild.
Still shaken, he told Ririko, "These guys... their faces are scarier than a Talon Assassin's."
Ririko doubled over with laughter. It took her a while to straighten up. "Who was it that just said this place had excellent privacy?"
Bruce blushed. He had never expected a few monkeys to prove him wrong so thoroughly.
He stared down the monkeys outside the glass door before finally drawing the curtains.
Ririko rose onto her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed the corner of his mouth, which was smiling too.
Bruce took two steps backward under her urging, until his calves bumped against the edge of the bed.
Ririko pressed herself against him, her wet swimsuit dampening his chest as they began their first recreational activity of the vacation.
After dinner, Dick finished his part-time shift as a beach lifeguard too.
He had spent the afternoon perched on a tall chair, yawning as he watched the sea for two hours, without a single tourist needing rescue...
He changed