Say you love me!
Bruce trew Jack on the kingsized bed. "You can't just take me home and lay me in bed if I'm on a heist, Bats!" Jack yelled when his head touched the pillow.
"You can't just blow up a building if all the police is in that building! And you can't just try to kiss me in front of everybody!" Bruce hissed. He was mad, real mad. Jack took it to far this time, he blew up the fire station, was going to blow up the police station, and tried to kiss batman because... nobody knews why he did that!
"I can't believe YOU ectually did that!"
"What's your point, Brucie? I blow a lot of things up, so why not the police and fire stations!?"
Bruce frustrated left the room and locked the door. "Oh c'mon Baaaaats! You can't lock me up here! What if I go crazy?!"
"It's our room, you only go crazy if we have sex in there, so for once... be a good boy and stay in that room! NO chewing on your pillow and NO trying to break out the door again!"
"Okay that never happened before!..." Jack said pissed, just thinking a bit about the other times he had been locked up in his room.
"...okay okay, maybe once we had to buy a new door, and maybe... just maaaaybe a few time I had to sleep without a pillow... BUT YOU STILL CAN'T LOCK ME IN HERE!"
"Just stay in there for facks sakes! If I'm less mad at you I'll come punish you for be a bad boy!"
Jack was bored after 20 minutes. He had tried a lot of things but nothing helped! Laying on the bed, jumping on the bed, trying to fix the tv that he broke the first time he got locked up, again jumping on the bed, trying to make a salto from the bed but failed and landed with his face on the floor, trying to stop his bleeding nose, EVERYTHING!
An hour later Bruce was finally calmed down and was ready to face Jack again. When Bruce entered the room and saw Jack laying on the bed with blood next to the bed from where he failed the salto, Bruce sighed. "Couldn't you just sit on the bed, waiting until I came to say sorry, for once?"
"Uggh... don't make me feel like a dog then. Sorry, I just can't wait longer than... uhh... 2 minutes?"
Bruce was trying not to laugh so he face-palmed to hide his little smile.
"Okay I'm sorry for locking you up, but... You've been a real bad boy... sooo... turn around."
"You don't have to punish me, I mean, I already fucked up my nose so..."
"Nope, bad boy gets bad punishment!"
Bruce grinned while he bent Jack over his knee and slapped his ass.
"Done?" Jack dared to ask after a couple of slaps.
"Hmmm... lesson learnt?"
"Yeah yeah... lesson learnt"
"Okay you may go now"
"Thanks Bats... love you..." Jack whispered while going over his ass with his hand.
Why does he lock me up and slap me? If I say that I love him he doesn't say it back! After 4 months he should say that he loves me every day! Even I say it alsmost every day! Jack thought while drinking his hot choco. Jack loves hot choco... and chocolate cake. Bruce came in the living room and took Jack's hot chocolate milk.
"Heeey! I was drinking that!"
"Too bad for you Jackie, I'm thursty so go get yourself another drink while I drink this hot chocolate!"
Sometimes Bruce can be a real bully... I still love him though but he could be less... Batman if he was at home with me - I don't blow things up or kill people if I'm at home with him and his family! Jack was just looking at Bruce, sipping from the hot choco, his hot choco!
At night Jack couldn't sleep, he was only thinking about why Bruce never said that he loved him. He said it once, when he took Jack to his manor, but never again. Jack said every morning that he loves Bruce, why wouldn't he do the same? Jack felt his eyes burning from holding in his tears. Just think about something funny!
Instead of thinking about all the people he killed and all the buildings he had blown up, he tought about a world where Bruce didn't love him, and rejected him the first time Jack said he loved him.
Jack couldn't take it no more and let a tear go down his cheek. He could hardly breath and Bruce woke up from all the noises Jack made. Bruce turned on the lamp to see a crying boy next to him, burying his face into the pillow. "Jack, what's wrong?"
"N-nothing... just a bad dream, just leave me alone..." Jack sobbed "as always." He added a few seconds later.
"Jack, I know you, this isn't a bad dream." Bruce knew that if Jack had a bad dream he woke Bruce up and asked for a hug, Bruce would always cuddle him to sleep again.
"Jack, please."
"It's nothing really."
"Jack..."
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE YOU, MISTER NICE ASS!"
Bruce didn't know how to react to that. He just watched Jack cry, then Bruce realised, he was crying... he never found Jack crying about something. He layed his hand on Jack's shoulder.
"C'mon buddy, it's alright, I'm here for you." Bruce whispered in Jack's ear.
After a few seconds Jack knew he had to tell it.
"Why you never say that you love me? Don't you love me anymore, Bats?" Jack whispered back.
Bruce was quite, he didn't knew it was because of him that Jack was crying. He felt guilty, guilty for every morning he didn't reply to the question 'Batsy? Do you love me?'. He always faked that he was still sleeping, he didn't it hurt Jack so bad.
"I'm sorry Jack... I... I just... don't know how to say... that I really love you. You're the best what happened in my lif-
Jack crashed his lips against Bruce's.
"Shhh... it's alright Batsy..." and he kissed him again.
Bruce kissed back, he grabbed Jack by his neck, making Jack moan a little.
After 30 minutes they both layed exhausted in bed. Bruce looked at Jack and rolled over so he was a little closer to Jack. "I love you" he said, then he started kissing Jack's neck.
Next morning Bruce woke up early, earlier than Jack. He looked at the sleeping boy next to him. Jack looked so cute when he slept, his pretty face relaxed with a little smile, his hair was a fluffy green mess. Bruce kissed Jack on his forehead, that made Jack wake up. Looking in his sleepy, emerald green eyes, Bruce said "I love you Jack."
"I know Batsy"...
