Okay so, ship war idea? (Since you can’t choose lol)
the Batkids having a ship war and right now it’s split pretty evenly between Superbat and BatLantern (+Damian who wants his dad to get with either Selina or Talia (his reason for Brutalia, obviously he would be thrilled if his mom and dad got together for BatCat, Selina bribed him into getting her name into the running with cats (specifically a little tortoise shell who looks like she has bat wings coming out of her shoulder blades)
the listings change each month, Hal and Clark are just the most popular ones for the beginning of June, it will probably be completely different in two weeks (Two . . . Hmm)
Clark flies in through the window and beelines across the room to lay down across Bruce's stomach, who doesn't even react at the added weight, tapping away at his tablet. "They're debating again."
"Steph has switched sides. Apparently Hal's hammer construct looked too much like Harley's mallet, and they're arguing again."
"Harleen didn't know it was her Zesti," Bruce murmurs, and Clark gazes up at him, watching him pinch the bridge of his nose. "She's already apologised, but Stephanie ate her doughnut to be petty, but apparently Pamela was the one to make them, and it was the last one. Which Steph didn't know."
"So now they're fighting."
"And you're back in favour?"
"I am indeed," Clark purrs, grinning like the Chesire Cat. "It's nice to have her back on my side."
"You think they'll ever figure out it's obsolete?" Bruce reaches down, tangling his hand into Clark's mop of curls.
"Not anytime soon." Clark leans into the touch, eyes drifting closed. "But I don't mind being your dirty little secret."
"Emphasis on the dirty," Hal rumbles, still towelling off his hair as he enters from the en suite. "Hey baby," he greets, stopping off to greet Clark with a kiss before sliding his thighs under Clark's head and tucking himself into Bruce's side. Clark settles back down, lips tingling, and watches happily as Bruce finally settles, sliding the tablet onto the bedside table, but he keeps his reading glasses on, which he can't say he minds.
"Love," Hal murmurs into Bruce's hair, as he slumps onto Hal's shoulder. "Are we sharing tonight?"
"Hm?" Clark listens to Bruce's bpm slow, his beautiful, busy boyfriend finally relaxing for the night. "No," he says eventually. "Talia and Selina are in Eygpt causing trouble."
"Good thing you like trouble." Hal kisses his head, and looks to Clark, who nods and uses his superspeed to lift everyone off the duvet, and tuck all three of them beneath it. He likes to listen to their hearts, so stays between the two of them, slightly lower down the bed, and Bruce lifts the covers, smiling down at him softly, and leans back into Hal, the two of them cuddling around Clark, sandwiching him between them so his ears is filled with the thrumming evidence of his lovers being alive.
"Ow!" Hal yelps, and knees Clark. Then he starts cursing anew, and Clark is glad his invulnerability leaves him safe from that specific pain of men, and he kisses Hal as an apology and to shut up the swearing, while Bruce reaches across the bed and grabs the culprit.
"That damn cat," Hal grouches, and Clark laughs against his shoulder, lips pressed to his collarbone, while Bruce coos and kisses at BatCat behind them.
"It's cause you stood on her tail."
"I didn't mean to! And I think I should've been forgiven by now anyhow."
"Stop insulting her then."
Clark sighs and worms his way up befire they can start bickering properly, and lets each of his boyfriends settle under an arm.
"I swear you love that cat more than any of us."
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