Superbat Oneshots

Get out of bed

"Clark, come on."

"No"

"It's not that hard, you just step out of bed and go downstairs to eat the wonderful breakfast that Alfred made, which we are MISSING by the way."

"I'm hibernating."

"Hibernating?"

"Yup."

Bruce rubbed his temple, sighing. "I swear, you're like raising a child. It's not even cold out. You're not even an animal."

"I can be whatever I want to be." Clark wrapped the blankets tighter around himself.

"Oh my God." Bruce threw his hands up. "I give up! I'm going downstairs to get breakfast. You can join us when you can stop being a baby."

Clark did not join them.

Bruce was starting to get a little worried, so he brought some eggs and bacon upstairs. When he opened the door to his bedroom, Clark was sprawled out across the bed and looking up at the ceiling. "Hey, I brought you breakfast." Bruce set it down on the side table.

"Thanks." Clark said, still looking at the ceiling. Bruce layed down across the bed, his head resting on Clark's stomach.

"What's wrong?" Bruce asked, looking over to try and catch Clark's eye. "You didn't come down for breakfast and you didn't even stop me from leaving. Are you mad at me? Was I being too much last night?"

"No! No, that's not it." Clark shook his head.

"No, you're not mad at me or you liked how I pounded you last night." He smirked.

Clark rolled his eyes and blushed. "No to both. I'm just a little upset." He put his hand in Bruce's hair and started threading the locks through his fingers.

"At me?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

Clark sighed. "It feels like you don't like mornings."

Bruce raised an eyebrow. "You're upset that I don't like mornings?"

"Yeah!" Clark looked down at him. "One of my favorite things is to wake up with you in the morning, but you're always so eager to do the next thing. I just want to have a nice quiet morning with snuggles or talking."

Bruce frowned. "Why didn't you say anything before?"

"Because I know that you wanted this relationship to disturb your normal schedule as little as possible."

"Yeah, my BATMAN schedule." Bruce smiled. "I don't care if you want to snuggle in the morning when I can be Bruce. I don't care if you hold my hand as long as it doesn't disturb my Batman physique. If you want to snuggle now we can."

Bruce felt himself being yanked up and pulled into strong arms. He couldn't help but laugh as his face was peppered with kisses. "I love you, I love you, I love you!" Clark said between kisses. "This means so much to me."

Bruce lay on his side, Clark doing the same. "All you had to do was ask." Bruce rubbed his side. "I love being with you."

Clark smiled. "Let's stay like this forever." He leaned close to brush their noses together. "Cuddling and naked and kissing each other. Just us in our world."

Bruce smirked. "Sure, but Batman needs to be in the Batcave in one hour."

"I'm sure we can fit all that into one hour." Clark smiled. Bruce laughed and kissed him.