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I was talking to my dad and he was telling me that Clark Kent is taller than Superman, because he gets inserts in his shoes to make him taller. Yk so no one thinks he's Superman. Which is fine, but when I said that Clark Kent, even Superman, is taller than Bruce Wayne, Batman, he got all weird about it.
All parents make mistakes
(Also don't judge timelines. They are often not correct in the comics. So I slightly altered it to be my own! Please enjoy)
Bruce isn't perfect, and he's never been perfect.
His first thought when he took Dick in was that "having children is easy. You tell them what to do and they do it". Because when you have a british retired war veteran as a guardian you kind of end up thinking that all kids respect everyone.
That wasn't the case, the first couple of nights that Dick was staying in the manor he would do "bad" things, just to test the waters. Throw fancy china, track mud into the house, give Ace WAAYY too many treats. He also ran multiple times and sometimes for multiple days, to places that Alfred couldn't even track. Some things were more subtle than others. But one stuck out the most.
Dick's first charity gala. He was in a cute little suit with a very nice blue bowtie, a matching vest underneath, his hair combed back with one little cowlick sticking out in the front.
"Alright Dick, I want you on your best behavior." Bruce says, "I've been going to these kinds of events since I was your age." Dick, scheming, just nods and tries to find some old guy he can mess with.
The night is going well until the sounds of glasses crashing and one lady shouting peaks to Bruce's ears. He rushes towards the sound, his stomach twists of anxiety.
Dick was standing there, arms folded. One of the most prestigious CEOs was on the ground, expensive crimson wine covers her once champagne coloured dress. A waiter is trying to dab off as much as he can while she shouts at Dick, who stands there blankly.
"What happened?!" Bruce says, "This ward of yours Mr. Wayne! He is just a nightmare!" She stands up, pushing the waiter aside. "Firstly he insults my husband! Calling him decrepit! Secondly he does this! 5 entire glasses of wine all over my dress! Do you know how much this costed me?!" Bruce chokes back the anxiety of talking to someone that his, now son, has disrupt.
"I'm so sorry for his behavior ma'am! I-I'll pay for the damages done to your dress! Better yet! I have an entirely new one made!" He says nervously, attempting to kiss her hand as a peace gesture but she throws it away from him. "You'd know better than to let ruffians into the upper class life, Mr. Wayne."
Bruce's first mistake, thinking kids are easy. And taking problem children to very expensive galas is a very difficult thing to do.
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Jason comes around. Bruce catches him stealing the wheels off the Batmobile. Obviously this doesn't make a GREAT first impression but he ignores it.
A brand new start after his prized ward Dick Grayson decided that he was done with living in the shadow of Bruce Wayne.
Jason was already a better behaved kid compared to Dick. But he still had his down sides... When Bruce had let him take on the Robin mantle he didn't expect that Jason would be SO invested in it.
It became a really big problem, that all Jason wanted to do was solve mysteries and fight crime. And it got to the point that Bruce had to ground him from patrol multiple times because his grades and behavior in class were slipping.
Obviously one thing leads to another and Bruce find himself at a gravesite with tears streaming down his face. All these thoughts ran through his head. "Maybe if I had helped him find his mom." "Maybe if I hadn't said no." "Maybe if I tracked him better?" "Maybe if I never made him Robin."
Bruce's second mistake, thinking this kid was easier. Thinking that there could have been any timeline where he stopped it.
Batman's greatest mistake.
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Bruce hadn't done a lot with Tim. And that's actually his mistake, not doing enough.
Tim was and always will be a reserved kid. He was quiet but smart. And while you wouldn't expect it, he was snobby but could also stick up for someone who needed it.
So when a 17 year old knocks on your door and says he knows your secret identity and that Blüdhaven's one and only Nightwing had chosen HIM to be the next Robin, you don't get too excited. After all, your son is dead.
So yes, while Tim becomes one of, if not the best, detective there ever will be. He doesn't become the greatest Robin. And that is because, Robin is the son. And while Tim, now, is treated as the 3rd son, he wasn't for quite sometime.
Bruce's third mistake, not treating Tim as a son before it was too late.
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So, to be fair, Bruce had adopted Cass 3 years after he adopted Dick. But she stayed out of EVERYTHING. Which sometimes made Bruce forget that she was there.
12 year old Dick Grayson was in the study, doing backflips off the chandeliers and a voiceless 5 year old Cassandra Cain sits there, at a small coffee table, attempting to colour in the lines after her hands got so molded to the grip of a sword.
Her hands shake with every stroke, with every bump that Dick does into the table. A tear rolls off of her round cheeks as she tries to communicate silently to her reckless older brother that he is causing her to ruin her drawing.
Later on, after Alfred scolds Dick to get down and to start his homework, he sits down with Cassandra. His calm, peaceful eyes look at her with kindness.
"Now Miss Cassandra, I do believe that it is part of my duty to help your communication skills grow." She blinks at him, the wise words sound slow and chewed up to her. Alfred realizes and rewords his sentence in a simpler tone.
This wasn't Bruce's mistake. In fact, he hadn't really made any mistakes with Cass. But it took her longer than they had anticipated to teach her how to properly communicate.
Cass would get upset, or overwhelmed, or tired and just start an entire duel with someone. One time, Dick was being especially difficult. He was just arguing with Bruce and Alfred about something stupid, and just wouldn't quit. Cass already had a bad day, she was tired and it felt like her feet were attached to chains.
"I don't get it. Cassandra gets whatever she wants! You treat her like she's some.. Frilly princess!" Dick says, they're fighting in the kitchen, Bruce just stares at him with his arms folded. Cass drags her feet, eyes locked onto Dick.
"Dick, you have to understand that you are grounded for good reason! You are not old enough to drive, what makes you think that you could drive the Batmobile?!" Bruce says before noticing Cass. "Hey! I didn't realize you came in! Are you hungry?" She ignores him, looking at Dick, who was thankfully standing close enough to a wall. She makes a quick move. A batarang gets lodged into the wall behind him, a long thin cut appears along his cheek.
Bruce, Dick, and Alfred stand there, shocked and in silence. Cass looks at Bruce and Alfred with eyes that show the slightest bit of pride. "Dinner would be nice" She says before leaving the kitchen. "IS SHE GROUNDED NOW?" Dick says, Bruce blinks and stammers. "I-Uh- Cass! You're grounded!"
Bruce's fourth mistake, keeping the batarangs in reach of children.
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I was going to write about Damian and Stephanie, but this post is already so long so I decided against it.
Heh... Superbat
I read a superbat fic one time where Bruce just randomly dropped the fact that his parents were in a relationship with Alfred and now I can't get the image out of my head.
Yeah so I don't know how to feel about that so like..
"Every bat gets shipped with a super" UNTIL IT'S BARBARA. SHIP HER WITH EVERYONE BUT THE BATS PLEASE I BEG OF YOU.
Dont get me wrong I love Barbara x Dick but I want more art of her and Kara. Or hell, SUPERBOY
WHY AM I GETTING BATCEST ON MY TIMELINE
GANG I JUST SAW 2 OF THE WORST THINGS I'VE EVER SEEN
I want one of those chimeric cats with the split faces so I could call it Harvey Dent ♡
Beautiful cat with homophobia ❤
When Bruce was first bringing Selina around the house, Dick would do one of 2 things.
Act like the perfect little angel.
Demon terror.
I'll write both, you can fight about which one you like more.
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Bruce, the most excited he's been in like years. : Don't worry, Dick will love you! He's an angel, really!
Selina looks at him with a nervous expression as they walk up to Dick, who is sitting at the dining room table with a bowl of animal crackers and a colouring book.
Bruce: Dick, I'd like you to meet someone. This is Selina
Dick looks at her with squinty eyes, trying to pick out a weakness: Why is your lipstick that colour? It makes you look like a clown.
Selina is taken aback, not sure if she should be mad or just accept it. Dick goes back to his colouring book
Bruce, not accepting it: DICK!
Dick looks back up and raises an eyebrow: I was taught to be honest! How can I be honest if I don't tell her that her lipstick makes her look like Joker if he was in a dress?
Selina scoffs and kind of just walks away, Bruce leading her away from the small evil child.
Bruce, now in a different room with her: I'm so sorry, he must have had a bad day at school. I honestly don't know what's gotten into him!
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On a later day, they're on patrol, Dick has put together that Selina is Catwoman. This mission is a very specific one where they need Catwoman's experience in breaking and entering.
Dick, over com's: Hey Cat, don't mess this up. My dad could break up with you on the spot. You're like already on your third strike or something.
She attempts to ignore him but she accidentally knocked over a vase at the end of the mission and risked getting them caught.
She repeatedly apologized to Bruce, who reassured her that accidents happen and he understands that the mission was very stressful.
*
There were MULTIPLE times Dick would prank her.
He has.
• put super glue in her shoes
• hid her belongings in jell-o (like all of them)
• toothpaste in oreos
Pretty much what ever he could he did it.
*
One time Bruce had to leave Selina and Dick for an emergency, telling them he'd get back as soon as possible.
Dick knew that Selina was still there so he went to find her. And when he does she gets nervous.
Selina, slightly scared: Did you need something?
Dick just stares at her with his big bright blue eyes.
Selina: please? I really don't know what Ive done to you...!
Dick shrugs: nothing.
Selina, confused, pissed: WHAT?!
Dick: I was testing you. I have to know if you're good for Bru- my dad.
Selina: and everything mean you've said towards me?
Dick: oh I meant those. That lipstick shade was NOT your colour.
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Bruce: okay, this next person is my son, Richard, or Dick as he's known by. I don't really know how he'll act around you, since he's not used to new people...
Selina: okay.. So act casual? Ive never met a child before, I haven't really talked to any since I babysat.
They walk into the den and Dick is watching a cop show while Alfred is attempting to get him to do homework.
Alfred: Ah Master Bruce I see you are back. Miss Kyle, lovely to see you.
Alfred walks out of the room and leaves the three of them alone.
Bruce, shutting the TV off: Dick, Id like you to meet someone.
Dick looks up at both of them, a little confused but attempts to understand.
Bruce: this is Selina, she is very special to me.
Dick, more so messing with Bruce: Ooooo is she your girlfriend?
Selina laughs a little bit and grabs Bruce's hand: You didn't tell me he's funny.
Dick feels very proud of himself.
*
So Dick loves Selina more than Bruce now, he clings onto her if theyre in public, he does acrobatic tricks for her, he shares with her. Bruce is SO jealous because he wants Dick to like him too 😭.
Ehhhh purpl
Jason Todd hcs, maybe more who knows. 🤷♂️
Okay so I feel like for a while Jason HATES the way he looks so he genuinely stops modeling. This post death btw.
I like to think that since they're so famous the "Waynes" model just because it's nice or whatever.
But all Jason sees is this piece of him, like it's not him. That it just haunts him.
Now, if you've seen anything online you'd know that Jason commonly has a J shaped scar on his cheek, to obviously represent The Joker.
But I think that is one of the main things he hates about himself, but people find it so attractive. They think guys with scars are like strong or whatever. But he just hates everything about it. (If you follow the Lazarus pit story) his previously blue eyes now being green, the white tuff of hair. It's just so. Wrong
So I like to think that Dick is probably the first to come to him. But the problem is, Dick still sees his little brother. The kid who got caught stealing the wheels off the Batmobile, the sensitive, happy little kid that he once was.
"Hey, little wing?" Dick says, after a second of looking at Jason. They're sitting on the rooftop of Wayne Industries, watching the cars speed down the streets and the city lights flicker.
Jay raises an eyebrow "Little.. wing..?" He says, the words getting stuck in his throat. Dick ignores the questioning of the name, "You quit modeling? I mean yeah it's not for everyone. You would think Stephanie would love it but she hates it." Dick chuckles but speaks quickly and nervously. Jason doesn't respond, he looks around kind of frantically, but just with his eyes. Like he's locked in place and the only things that can move are his eyes and his mind.
"Jay? Jason!?" Dick says, a little frantically, grabbing the shoulder closest to him. Jason snaps out of it, his breathing starts again, heavily. Dick breathes a sigh of relief. "Thought you were having a panic attack, Little Wing." He says. Jason turns to look at him, "stop." His eyes full of exhaustion, grief, guilt, with a hint of fear.
"Stop? Stop what? I don't understand?!" Dick says, Jason stands up and doesn't look at Dick. "This, Dick, is who I am now." He breathes, "I'm not the worthless little brother you once had." He says, finally looking at Dick, who is confused, sad, full of so many emotions. "Youre still my little brother Jason! " Dick says a little louder, standing up to follow Jason, who has already started walking away.
"Don't you get it?!" Jason shouts, "I'M A MONSTER! A ZOMBIE. I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ALIVE RIGHT NOW!" He says, stopping to turn to Dick. Dick flinches slightly from Jason's yelling.
"I'm a hideous mistake mixed into one trauma ball." He says, dramatically. Dick clutches his fist together, "you're not a mistake Jason."
"What?!"
"Of course I'm a mistake. WHY DO YOU THINK IM HERE?!" Jason shouts, "BECAUSE SOMEONE CARED!" Dick says, "and I was too stupid and caught up in my drama with Bruce to not care. AND I WAS TOO STUPID TO NOT THINK ABOUT YOU."
They stand in silence, both have tears of rage forming in the back of their eyes. "I-" Jason says. "You will always be my little brother Jason. "Worthless" or not." Dick says, walking away.
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Okay a happy one now because I feel bad. BUT ONLY A LITTLE.
We all know that Jason likes to eat burgers, like a lot they're his favourite food I think.
But I like to think that hes very particular about burgers and will TRY other restaurants but always ends up hating their burgers, and boy does he leave nasty reviews about them.
It's so bad he actually has his own burger at batburger and its cooked correctly and has all the right ingredients on it.
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Anyways I accidentally just posted this 🤦♂️ so this is all you're getting
Jason Kyle :3
HIS ANTI-HERO(?) VIGILANTE(?) NAME IS STRAY
Zoom for more info.
Anyways love himmmm
Bro like none of my posts are getting any views. Do I have to start tagging Duke Thomas for more views?
(This is all jokes I swear)
If Jason was Selina's kid.
I know many people kind of see them as mother and son to begin with but I took it the extra mile and played it as she adopted him when he was like 2.
Also he's not dead in the 3rd picture, just sleepy after patrol.
Also take this as a "if Selina wasn't necessarily a bad guy" AU too. But they could be.
Jason pre-death is called Catlad.
Jason post-death is Stray.
I've seen people use both names for pre-death, but I think Stray really fits with that fear of being alone. Also Jason becoming a white cat to scare the black cat is so silly to me.
Also in this, whoever (probably joker) killed Jason, gets murdered by Catwoman out of pure rage and sadness. And she leaves the vigilante scene until this "Stray" starts appearing around and she gets curious.
I am GOING to make a story/drawing where Batman wields a yellow lantern ring and you can't stop me.
Superbat high school AU.
(I am writing this with the BIGGEST headache ever btw)
Okay so for logistics let's just say that Bruce and Alfred had to like move to Smallville for a school year or something because Bruce wasn't focusing enough in Gotham?? Idk shut up let me have fun 😭
Btw, for my sanity we'll say that this takes time in 2001 like the Smallville TV show but it won't be accurate to THAT storyline if that make sense.
Btw this is like super long for some reason. I just like wrote for 2 hours or something.
Designs of them at the end btw...
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Most of the other kids know who Bruce is, and so they all want to be his friend. He doesn't find himself being too in love with the idea with really making friends.
Bruce, trying to get through the sea of people who are crowded him: I really need to get to class! Alfred is going to kill me if I'm late again.
Girl 1: Come on Bruce! Come hang out with us down town!
Girl 2 + 3: youre so cute!
Boy 1: Yo Bruce! Lets hang in the gym and shoot some hoops!
Boy 2: Hey back off man! He said he'd play football with us! Right Bruce?!
Clark's walking around with Lana and Pete and he notices the giant crowd of people.
Clark: Hey Pete, I'm going to check what's up over here. I'll see you after school.
Pete gives a thumbs up and walks away with Lana, continuing their conversation without Clark.
Clark quickly gets through the crowd and grabs Bruce, taking him halfway across the school. He hears the other students start freaking out because he practically vanished before their eyes.
Bruce looks around, confused: What?! What happened?!
Clark, nervously trying to make up a lie of some sorts: You- Uhm. You passed out! I just got you away from all those people!
Bruce, raising an eyebrow while looking at his watch: likely story... You're probably just lying to be my friend or something..
Clark: No! I swear, thats not true! I just saw that you needed help! I don't even know who you are, are you new to Smallville?
Bruce, confused: you, have NO idea who I am?
Clark shakes his head: should I?
Bruce: Bruce Wayne?!
Clark shrugs.
Bruce: Son of Thomas Wayne? Soon-to-be owner of Wayne industries?!
Clark shakes his head and laughs slightly: Ive never heard of you.
Bruce blushes slightly: Well- uhm *clear throat* I should get to class before I'm late and Alfred kills me.
Clark nods: Ma would be pretty mad if I missed a class too. Let me walk you! So you don't get lost or caught up again.
He gives Bruce a cute simple smile, which short circuits his brain a bit.
Clark, walking with purpose: I'm hanging out with some of my friends later, would you want to join? We can keep it small so no one will bug us.
Bruce, confused: you'd be willing to do that?
Clark nods: I mean yeah. Plus you don't seem like a people person, surprised you've let me stay this long.
Bruce stops walking and thinks to himself: [he'd really make me feel safe like that? ... Is he messing with me?!]
Clark: [His heartbeat is so fast? Is he really that shaken up from earlier?] You know we need to get to class, let me write my address down for you so you can come over after school.
He give Bruce another smile before handing him a small sheet with an address on it.
Bruce looks up at him with bright eyes: yeah.. I'll uhm- *clears throat* I'll be there. *he says sternly*
Clark smiles again: I'll see you Bruce.
Bruce held his breath as Clark walked away: [WHAT WAS THAT?!!! WHY ARE MY CHEEKS SO HOT? AM I DYING?!]
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[Later]
Bruce, hiding the fact that he's actually excited:Thanks Alfred, I'll call you when I need to go home.
Alfred pleading: Very well sir, be safe and respectful please.
He drives away and Bruce walks up to the door. He's holding tray of cookies that Alfred baked earlier in the day.
Martha answers the door: oh! You must be Bruce! Clark is just out in the back.
Bruce, shyly: I brought cookies Ma'am. *clears throat* my butler made them.
Martha: Oh thank you dear! Let me take you to the yard.
*
[The yard]
Martha: Clark! Your friend is here!
Clark peeks out from the barn window: Oh! Coming Ma!
He comes down quickly and grabs Bruce's hand.
Clark: Come on Bruce! You should meet Pete and Lana!
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They were all hanging out in the hayloft, talking and getting their impressions of each other.
Lana: So Bruce, youre from Gotham. Whats it like there?
Bruce: Well uhm- It's alright. There's just a bit of crime.
Pete: is there? Have you ever been mugged?
Clark elbows Pete harshly.
Pete: OW! rude.
Bruce: have I- Uhm. No. My father said once- uhm. *clears throat* that he was threatened once while he was going to work but then the guy realized who he was.
Clark: You haven't mentioned much of your parents, just someone named Alfred. Are they away for work or something?
Lana: Clark-
Bruce, tears slightly forming in his eyes: they uhm. *he breathes a little heavier* they're dead..
Clark, immediately realizing he messed up: Bruce! Wait Im so sorry! I didn't mean to intrude!
Lana looks at Bruce with empathy, Pete just feels sorry, Clark feels stupid.
Bruce gets up: I think I need to- to go home.
Clark getting up and walking over to him: I'm so sorry! I really shouldn't have asked! Please just stay..
Bruce looks at him, his cheeks get hot again: I-I.. Okay..
Clark gets a similar feeling, but he can't tell if its a possible new power, which scares him slightly.
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[Theyre eating dinner]
Clark: Hey Pete, since its Friday would you want to stay over?
Pete: Oh man, you know my answer! I am SO down.
Clark: Bruce, do you want to stay over?
Bruce: huh? Oh I-... I'd have to ask Alfred.
He says knowing damn well Alfred is going to be anxious about it and not sleep all night.
Lana: I wish I could stay over, you guys always seem to have the funniest sleepovers.. :/
Martha: Lana, dear. We love you-
Lana: I know I know. And besides it's fine, I'll just come over in the morning.
Martha: Bruce do you want to call Alfred? You can use our phone.
[Jonathan walks in and gives Martha a kiss on the cheek. Then he sits down]
Jonathan: woah, who's this?
Martha: Jonathan this is Clark's new friend, Bruce.
Bruce blushes slightly and nervously looks at Jonathan.
Jonathan reaches his hand out, to shake Bruce's: nice to meet you Bruce.
Bruce shakes his head and nods nervously.
Martha: the phone's over living room dear.
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Bruce: Alfred! They want to know if I want to sleep over!
Alfred: Well would you like to sir?
Bruce: I don't know.
Alfred: I think this will be a good opportunity for you sir, would you like for me to bring anything over?
Bruce: I don't- I don't know.
Alfred: Ill bring you over a small bag then sir. It also gives me a chance to meet Clark's parents.
Bruce, nervous: Okay...
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[Back to dinner]
Pete: So are you staying over Bruce?
Bruce, walking back to the table: Oh! Yeah.
Pete: Sweet!
Clark smiles at Bruce, who swallows nervously and reaches for his glass of water.
Lana, grabbing her bag: I should get going, it's getting kind of late and I don't want my parents to worry. Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Kent!
Martha: of course sweetie, get home safe!
Clark: See ya Lana!
Pete: Bye Lana!
Bruce waves sheepishly, not knowing if he likes her or not.
Martha: how about you boys go get situated in Clark's room while I clean up dinner.
Clark, with a smile: Okay Ma, lets go guys.
Bruce, Pete, and Clark all go up to Clark's room which has a different feel from the rest of the house.
Bruce: your room. It's different.
Pete: why? Because it doesn't have family pictures everywhere?
Bruce: No, because it actually feels like Clark.
Clark liked the way Bruce said his name.
Clark, knowing damn well he heard him: what was that?
Bruce: your room feels like you. I mean posters and the flannels in the closet. It makes sense, that's all.
Clark's throat goes dry: anyways.. Bruce you can take my bed if you want.
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[Later after Alfred got there]
Martha: Bruce dear, your caretaker? He dropped off a bag for you. Also you're going to need him to give me his cookie recipe.
Bruce nods and takes the bag from Martha: I can try but he's really secretive with his recipe.
Martha sighs and goes back downstairs with Jonathan.
Bruce stands there awkwardly: I can't tell if your mom likes me...
Clark: Ma likes everyone, she's just getting used to you. Come one, lets just play a board game.
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[Later]
Clark and Bruce are both sitting on Clark's bed, an awkward space between them.
Clark, looking at Pete who is dead to the world asleep: well I guess we should go to sleep.
Bruce nods nervously: Yeah.. I guess...
Clark: hey, is everything okay? I'm still super sorry about earlier
Bruce is taken aback: Am I okay? I think so..
His chest feels heavy, cheeks hot, hands sweating.
Clark feels similar, but like before, feels that it might just be some new power coming in.
Bruce: Can I.. Ask you something?
Clark, nervously: Yeah, anything.
Bruce clears his throat: are you and Lana... Together?
Clark: Me and Lana?! Oh no, we were for a while but we broke up a couple of months ago, we decided to just be friends.
Bruce, a little relieved: Oh! Thats.. Nice?
Clark: I guess so, what about you. Are you dating anyone?
Bruce: me? Oh no.. I haven't really been with anyone.
Clark, looking at Bruce: oh, really?
Bruce: yeah I've only kissed one person in my life. And I was 6.
He blushes, not expecting to have told Clark about half his life one day into knowing him.
Clark, chuckles slightly: Yeah?
Bruce nods: Yeah..
They sit in silence for a second and then they both look at each other at the same time.
Bruce: I-
Clark: So I-
Bruce moves to be a little closer to Clark, as does he.
Bruce: I don't- I uhm..
Clark, too stunned to make an actual sentence: I- uh I
Bruce grabs Clark's cheek and kisses him, Clark grabs the back of Bruce's head, messing up his hair slightly. They pull away to breathe for a second, looking at each other. Their eyes both shine in the moon. They go back into a kiss, Clark runs his hand through Bruce's mid length hair, Bruce just holds Clark's cheek.
Clark leans towards Bruce a little bit, causing Bruce to put one arm back to hold him up on the bed. They pull away and stare into each others eyes.
Clark: that was.
Bruce, pulling away from Clark's grasp: I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done that!
Clark "charming smile" Kent: No! Bruce you're okay.
Bruce: I-I am?
Clark: yes! I just wasn't expecting to.. To be so into that. I- uhm
Clark kisses Bruce again, this kiss isn't a long one but it feels like it.
Pete stirs on the floor. Clark and Bruce both stop to stare at him to make sure he's not awake.
Bruce: I'm sorry, we just met! This must be really weird. I should leave huh?
Clark: Bruce! Don't say stuff like that! You're fine, I swear, plus I would tell you if it was weird. And it wasn't weird.
Bruce blushes, like a lot, and he tries to hide it, but when someone as pale as Bruce blushes they turn BRIGHT RED.
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They lay on the bed, next to each other, their hands interlocked.
Bruce: what are we?
Clark: whatever you want us to be.
Bruce: I'm not sure.
He turns his head to look at Clark, who doesn't turn to look at him.
Clark: We can figure it out another time.
Clark grabs Bruce's cheek again and goes to kiss him but Martha opens the door.
Martha looking at them: ... I was..just checking if you boys were asleep.
Clark doesn't speak, Bruce holds his breath.
Martha just closes the door and walks away. They hear a little "Joonnn!" From afar.
Bruce: Shit.
He sits up quickly and Clark follows, putting his hands on his shoulders.
Clark: Bruce, you are fine. Nothing bad will happen. I think you would feel better if we just went to sleep.
He smiles, and grabs Bruce's cheek, Bruce leans his head closer to Clark's hand.
Bruce: I suppose you're right.
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Part 2 maybe???
