𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖙 𝕺𝖓𝖊-𝕾𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘 [√]

Cripple (Superbat) ...(Part Five)

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Bruce led Kal through the house and to the living room, all the while avoiding eye contact with the other man. He wheeled himself off to the window and watched in the reflection and Kal sat on the couch watching him.

" The last day I saw you. When I killed that mutant that kept multiplying. After I left, I was shot down by some mutants who had been watching and saw me kill him. Apparently, he was a brother to one of them. I ejected from my seat, but before I made it safely to the ground, something hit me, and I hit a wall a few feet away. They surrounded me and beat me, Alfred my butler saved me. When I woke up he told me I was unconscious for two months," Bruce said, pausing to take a deep breath. He stayed quiet for a while contemplating his next word.

His chair was turned around and a glass of water was handed to him. He accepted the glass and drank half of it before resting it between his legs. "It took a while for me to get used to the chair, it was ...difficult. Learning to do everything all over again because I couldn't do it like I normally would. Or I had to ask for help, which I didn't particularly like. After I had mastered the chair, I moved to the car and then learned my way through the office again. I just got back into a normal routine three months ago. I can't say that I never thought of you during that time. I missed you so much. I wanted to pick up the phone and call you so many times," he finished looking up at Kal, who had a slight frown on his face.

"So why didn't you?" Kal asked

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"I couldn't, I didn't want you to see me like this. I thought that if I called you, you would have pitied me, so you would have stayed, and then I'd just be a burden to you. I didn't want that," Bruce whispered, looking everywhere but at the man who had come to stand in front of him.

Superman grasped his chin in his hand and turned his face to him, but Bruce closed his eyes. "Look at me, Bruce," He said softly. And Bruce slowly opened his eyes to look at him. Tears slipped out the side of his eyes.

Clark used his thumb to dry Bruce's tears. "You wouldn't have been a burden to me," He began, squeezing Bruce's cheeks gently to keep him quiet as he opened his mouth to protest. "You wouldn't have. I love you, Bruce. That wouldn't have changed just because you were in the chair. The chair doesn't define who you are, you're still the same Bruce I've always known, just a little bit different," He said looking deeply into Bruce's eyes. "So, I have to learn a few things to be able to take care of you properly and we can't go everywhere other couples go and do what they do, that doesn't matter. I can live without that stuff, Bruce. But not without you. I've been slowly falling apart these past months, almost killing Wonder Woman when she kept telling me you were dead. You mean so much to me, Bruce, nothing is going to change that," He said before leaning and kissing Bruce.

The kiss continued slowly and softly, but there was a lot of passion behind it. They pulled away when Bruce needed air and smiled at each other. "I'm sorry for not reaching out to you," Bruce apologized.

"You have nothing to apologize for; you needed your time to heal; you needed time to yourself to rebuild. I'm just happy I have you now." Kal told him.

Kal, I love you too," Bruce said, a light blush over his cheeks.

Chuckling softly, Superman kissed him again, and he finally had his bat back in his arms.

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Re-published: May 4, 2024, 2 pm

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