𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖙 𝕺𝖓𝖊-𝕾𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘 [√]

The H word(Superbat)...(Part Four)

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Bruce woke up the next morning feeling oddly happy; he felt a weight on his chest and looked down to see a mass of curly brown hair on his chest. Shocked for a moment before he remembered last night, Clark had come to find him.

Gently removing Clark from his chest he got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. After showering and revealing himself, he exited the bathroom to find Clark still asleep. Pulling on some pajama pants gave Clark a kiss on the forehead before exiting the bedroom and making his way down to the kitchen. Where he found Alfred making breakfast.

"Good Morning, Alfred," Bruce said, walking over to the counter where two plates were laid on a tray and two glasses filled with orange juice and two of water.

"Good Morning, Master Bruce. I made you and Clark breakfast. You can take it up to him after I place these pancakes on the plate," Alfred said, walking over and placing the pancakes on the plates.

"Thanks," Bruce said, picking up the bargain and heading out of the kitchen but pausing when he got to the doorway. "How did you know Clark was here?" Bruce asked if he knew Alfred didn't come into the room when he was sleeping.

"Your guest is quite vocal, Master Bruce. And if I'm not wrong, it was your voice I heard calling his name last night as I entered the house," Alfred stated, making Clark blush and rush out of the room and back to the bedroom where he left Clark.

Clark woke up, turned over in bed, and groaned. He stretched his muscles and winced at the pain in his lower back. He sat up and realized that he was alone in the room, disappointment washed over him, thinking Bruce had left him after the night they shared.

He fell back against the bed and pulled the sheets up over his head. He heard the door open and then close and something metal resting against the bedside table but didn't look up.

"Babe, Clark, it's time to get up," Bruce said. He immediately perked up. He turned off and groaned, wincing at the pain in his back again.

He heard the other man chuckled and opened his eyes to look up at him. "Does it always hurt this bad?" He asked, making Bruce smile fondly down at him.

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Sitting at the edge of the bed and running his hands through Clark's hair, "Only the first time, love," Bruce said, shifting so he was directly over Clark. "Alfred made us pancakes, so after we eat those we can get to work on defeating the One-eyed Purple eaters," Bruce said, picking up the tray and placing it on Clark's lap.

"I left the team," Clark said, making Bruce look up at him in shock, a piece of pancake hanging out of his mouth.

"What?" He asked, swallowing his mouthful.

"What they did wasn't right, humans, aren't you on that team? More than they did, the fact that they didn't have the guts to tell you themselves, and made me do it," Clark said, getting so mad his eyes were turning red.

"It's ok, I already know how to stop them. We'll defeat the aliens but our sleeves and even though I work alone. You and I could team up every now and then to stop some bad guys," Bruce said, making Clarks smile before frowning.

"What?" Bruce asked, running his thumb over Clack's cheek.

"I didn't want you to come on that mission either, Bruce," Clark said, causing Bruce to freeze. Bruce pulled away from his hand, but Clark grabbed it and held it to his heart.

"I didn't want you to come because I was afraid you'd get hurt; I knew that wouldn't stop you, though. I know you are strong enough to fight them, Bruce. But that doesn't stop me from worrying. God, sometimes I watch you out there and I just want to take out all the villains so you wouldn't have to fight. But I guess that's what lovers do, they don't stop the other from doing what they support them, then take care of them and help them get back up after they fall down," Clark confessed.

Bruce, smiling with tears in his eyes kissed him. "I love you too, now let's eat and go kick alien butt," Bruce said, making Clark chuckle before turning back to breakfast.

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Word count: 726

Re-published: May 4, 2024, 10 am

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