Shades of green

Not mine for my offline reading only I claim not credit

"Bloody hell, mate," Harry murmured almost tenderly and Bruce's eyes widened when Harry cupped his left cheek in a gentle hand and caressed Bruce's cheekbone with his thumb. "Can there be a day we meet when you aren't wet and dirty?" his words startled a subdued chuckle from Bruce, and Harry smiled and helped Bruce up. "Come on. Let's get you cleaned up."