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There they were, John and Bruce. The unexpected had happened while displaying more than usual affection for each other. While the two of them were in John's place at The Pact hideout Harley and the other members, saw them making out.
“PUDDIN!” Harley said in an angry tone while bursting in the door, Bane, Mr. Freeze, and Catwomen were behind her. She then gasped dramatically. “What do you think you're doing to Bruce?! Why is your lipstick smeared on his face?!”
John got up and stopped pinning the other man, while Bruce got up hastily.
“C-calm down Harley, it’s not-“
“Your betta’ not say it’s not what it looks like! What’s wrong with you?! I wasted all my time on you, givin’ you a place to live, manipulating you- and what do I get in return?! You makin’ out with Bruce, out of all people?! I thought I told ya’ to stop touchin’ on each other!”
John stepped closer to Harley. “Nothing’s WRONG with me! I just have- issues! And Bruce is my friend, you know that! You're just being… rude! And I HATE rude people!”
“Yeah, sure your “friend”, We’re gonna have a talk later, and Mr. moneybags- YOU'RE FIRED! I’m so over people not listening to me.” Harley speed-walked out.
“Oh, Bruce- I'm sorry.” John had on a sad expression, Bruce couldn't bear seeing him like this.
"I could just- drive you to my place? Is that okay John?"
"That's... that's more than okay! Bruce I'd love to go to your place, as the current situation here isn't the best for us," he grinned.
They were off, they took Bruce's car and John was very excited. He started touching everything as soon as he got in. It was raining in Gotham today (when wasn't it?) Luckily Bruce had an umbrella. It would turn into a bad situation if he didn't, John could have gotten a cold. The car splashed through the streets and maybe a few pedestrians.
"Boy Bruce you have one hell of a car!"
"Thanks, John."
"Uh so... what does that button do?" John told Bruce while fidgeting with his hands.
John pointed to the Button that turned the car into the Batmobile. this was going to be hard to make up a lie about, Bruce has to be very careful. But John has to find out one way or another... right?
"It's- a seat warmer."
"I'm assuming it's okay if I press it then?" without a second thought John pressed the button. Bruce had no time to react, thinking that his brief answer would satisfy the man. After hearing the clinking, and clanking of the armored pads flipping on the car John asked, "I thought that was a seat warmer Bruce?"
It all happened so quickly. How does John have no self-control?
"John..."
"You weren't going to say your Batman right?"
Bruce took a quick glance at John.
"I knew It! Your fighting moves when we were in Arkham together were eerily similar to Batman's! You know I've collected tabloid photos of you for years, you look great in every photo just you know. I would have never thought I'd be right that Bruce Wayne is Batman. How else would you be able to afford that hot suit right? Wow, all this time I've been with batman! I've kissed him, gave him hickeys... fucked him." John made a sly smile.
Bruce gripped the steering wheel and gulped at this advance.
John chuckled, and said nothing else the whole way.
After a while they made it to Wayne Manor, John was even more excited than when he was in the car. He could barely contain himself... when he saw Alfred that was his breaking point, he cracked.
"Wow, the Alfred! I've been collecting tabloid photos of Bruce for years! Your in the background of at least a third of them!"
Alfred made an awkward smile at Bruce. He tugged on John's arm trying to lead him upstairs.
"Gee Brucie, you're in a hurry." John chuckled and gave Bruce a small wink.
Alfred made a confused face at the nickname.
"We should be heading up, it's getting late after all," Bruce said hurriedly while ushering John upstairs.
"Now that we're alone... could you get me something to change into?"
"Of course John."
Bruce searched high and low for pajama pants but found none for John. He questioned Alfred who was supposedly "doing laundry" at this hour it was unlikely. This was definitely a planned move, as John was left to only wear one of Bruces' old shirts. his legs were bare so it's good that Bruce always used a thick blanket. He'd never noticed how long John's legs were before, At least something good came out of Al's scheme.
After getting everything sorted out, showing John around, getting him clothes, and telling him he's not going to sleep on a couch, they could finally get some well-deserved sleep. It had been a long and eventful day- John finding out Bruce was The Bat, John admitting that he's basically obsessed over Bruce and batman (and probably still is), also Harley telling John off. Sleep was hopefully one thing they get easy... right?
You'd be dead wrong. Sleep usually came easy for Bruce as he'd be tired from you know the whole batman charade. Well even if It was hard to admit to himself- he was a little too excited that they were in bed together.
"John?"
"Yes, sweets?" John tiredly said as he turned to Bruce who was on his side.
"Would it be alright if we... hugged?"
"Of course! I'd hug you any day Brucie!" John smiled.
He shuffled over to Bruce and wrapped his arms around him, providing him with a tight embrace.
"Thanks for this John."
"You say thanks so much, at least I know I'm appreciated."
Bruce smiled, and quickly returned the hug.
They stayed like this until the both of them were asleep. Being wrapped in John's arms was all Bruce could ever ask for he relished in the fact that he was able to do this with the other man. He was more than happy to take John to the manor. Bruce was also somewhat glad that John knew he was Batman, he felt a little disingenuous for lying to him. too bad they couldn't stay like this forever.
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