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When Clark first met Bruce Wayne, he did not think that they would have any more contact. He had been at a high-end bar trying to do an interview, not that he was getting anything from the interview. Then from out of nowhere Bruce knocked into him making him spill his new drink.
“Aw I am sorry” He said with a laugh and it was clear to them both that Bruce was very drunk. Clark tried to brush it all off and continue with his interview but it seemed like Bruce interrupting had spoken to the man. Growing in frustration Clark pulled his wet shirt from his skin and slowly made his way out.
Clark had just managed to get a block when a car showed up beside him and the window pulled down and showed that it was Bruce in the back.
“Come in,” Clark wondered if this was a way of getting kidnapped but as he was superman so he could always get out of the situation. So, after a second, he jumped into the back of his car. It was clear to him now that Bruce was sober, the only smell of alcohol was coming from Clark’s shirt.
“Did you drink something before that one that I poured out?” Now Clark had never met Bruce in person but he had read a lot of Brucie Wayne the klutz and so on, he had never seen the man be this serious.
“I had one before, but I was having an interview and I needed that for my story.” He was getting more annoyed by the second but it was put to a stop when Bruce opened his mouth.
“He put something in that drink, if you had one before then we need to go to the hospital.” And that made Clark panic, how could he explain in a way that would incriminate himself. He could not go to the hospital at all, but he could hear Bruce's heart beat, and hear that the other man was stressed.
“No, you can’t, we can’t go to the hospital.” Clark grabbed him as Bruce leaned forward to tell his driver to change course.
“We are getting you to the hospital now, we have no idea what he could put into your drink, you and I both know that he is as crooked as they come.” Clark looked at the screen separating them from the driver, and Bruce huffed.
“If I tell him to stop at some undisclosed space, will you tell me your reasons?” And Clark just nodded. They sat in the car in silence and Clark felt panic rise in him, one of the first people who he ever told that he was superman had to be Bruce Wayne. Everything about the man he knew from tabloids and all this knowledge seemed to be wrong.
Brucie would never pull him aside, get the drugged drink out of his hands and pull him to the hospital. He knew that Bruce had kids and it seemed to him that he was a lot more caring then the media ever knew. When they stopped the car and walked outside. They stood under a large tree and Clark looked into Bruce's eyes, they were so blue and he could drown in those eyes.
“We can’t go to the hospital.”
“You keep saying that but you have been drugged so I do not know if you know what is the best for you right now.” Clark heard Bruce pulse rise even more, he carefully placed his hand on his arm.
“I am not human, that is why.” Bruce pulled back looking at him closely.
“You're superman, aren’t you?” Clark nodded and waited for Bruce to make the next move.
“So, I won’t be able to knock you unconscious and pull you to the hospital huh.” Clark let out a laugh when he found out what the other man had planned.
“No, sorry it would not work without special equipment.”
“But we still have no idea what the drug was and if it is growing to affect you.”
“It probably would do nothing.” Clark tried to reassure but the other man did not seem to buy it.
“You live alone?” Nodding Clark wondered what the other man was planning.
“Then you are coming home to me and we will have you on 24h observation.”
Now Clark tried to argue against it but it was hard to change Bruce's mind once it was made up, and the other man was surprisingly persuasive. So soon he found himself in the car again, and Bruce kept his eyes on him all the way to the manor.
In the manor he was introduced to Alfred the butler, and he had no idea why he was surprised over the fact that there was a butler here. He was placed in the guest bedroom and Bruce stayed in a chair. Clark somehow managed to fall asleep even though he could feel the eyes on him.
When he woke up Clark noticed how soft and nice his bed was and he knew that it was not his bed. Then he noticed the heart beat beside the bed. He remembered that it was Bruce beside him. Turning around to face the man he met Bruce eyes. The man was working on some paper work and he looked a lot different in this light, his eyes were softer, he had changed from his suit worth more than Clark wanted to know into jeans and a button up.
“How are you feeling?”
“Good, I am sorry to have kept you up the whole night.”
“Don’t worry, I have a lot of kids. I am used to not getting enough sleep.” Bruce laughed and Clark really liked the sound of it. Then he was in some borrowed clothing eating breakfast with Bruce, the kids were already out and Clark found that he really liked the man a lot more than he would have expected.
After 24 hours he was allowed to go home, but he found himself missing Bruce a bit and that surprised him. But he never really thought that he would see the man again. But their paths just kept passing at different events and Clark found himself going fonder after every meeting. It was just hard not to like Bruce; it was how the man acted when his kids were around that made him realize how much he liked the other man.
They had been at a gala as often happened Bruce was in full Brucie mode. Now that Clark knew how the man was alone it was so clear to see that it was all an act. Bruce did not even have alcohol in his glass instead he had asked the waiter to pour him non-alcoholic alcohol. Two of his boys were with him that day, Dick and Jason.
Both of the boys stood disgusted in their corner wondering when they could leave and why Bruce had to act the way he was doing as it was embarrassing. It was not that Clark was trying to listen but it came natural to him to keep an ear out for the two of them. That was when he heard a crooked mad man walk up to them.
Clark had looked over Louis reporting on that man and to say that he was disgusted was an understatement. The man had a history of touching minors inappropriately but he had a lot of money so he just kept getting away with it. Clark was almost there ready to pull the man to the side with a story of doing an interview but Bruce was faster.
“You stay the fuck away from my kid or you will regret it.” All the humour was wiped from Bruce's face; anger was all you could see. And Bruce was a powerful man who could make sure that the man would never have a business contract again. It was when he was watching Bruce protect his boys that Clark realized that he was in love.
Back at home in his apartment Clark panicked as who was he to Bruce he had no idea. When he was Brucie he was the biggest bimbo out there not caring about intimacy at all, Clark now knew that most of it was just staged for his image. When the man was a business man, he was cold and calculating. Then there was at home Bruce, all of the different versions of the man made it hard for him to know what the other man felt.
It took another month before Bruce’s children locked them up in a closet, he could hear Dick and Tim laughing their heads off outside. He stood chest to chest with Bruce and he had never been this close to see the other man's eyes. As Clark had an unfortunate habit of blabbing when he did not know what to do, he started talking.
“You have very beautiful eyes; I also like your smile lines.” At that Bruce raised an eyebrow.
“You're saying that I have wrinkles huh.” Clark started to panic and explain how that was not what he meant when the other man spoke again. “I am just joking, no need to be nervous, I don't bite.” The last bit was said with a Brucie tone in it, and Clark again with no filter spoke before he thought.
“What if I would like you to bite me?” And well, somehow Clark managed to bag one of the most eligible bachelors there were.
Now everything was going well with the justice league. They were becoming a good team and Clark was so pleased that he had a team. They were able to take down threats that they could not manage on their own. It was nice to know that if he was put out by commission (even though it would be an extraordinarily rare occasion) he would have someone looking over his town.
Now one of the catastrophic attacks had started to happen just as he was with Bruce, he flew off and thought nothing of it. After everything was taken care of, he flew back, landing on Bruce's balcony because he could hear that the other man was there with his son. Dick let him in, asking him hundreds of questions about the attack and Clark gave Bruce a kiss that Dick started pretending that he was going to throw up. Later that day there would be a gala at the manor so soon they had to start to get ready.
What Clark had missed was the fact that some of the journalists that wanted a good spot as they were not invited had started to camp out near the manor to be ready. And they saw Superman leaving and then later coming back to Bruce Wayne's manor.
The headlines the next day were a lot; it was all over all of the news the fact that superman was seen with Bruce Wayne and was seen kissing the other man. There were a lot of headlines where they talked about how superman’s reputation was lowered because of his love interest.
Bruce woke up and he knew something had happened, his bed was empty, he walked out and saw that the kids were still asleep. But he heard a weird noise in the kitchen, it was one thing that took some time getting used to being in a relationship with an alien. It was the fact that Clark purred and made a lot of different rumbly noises depending on his mood.
It had been a surprise after they had sex with each other for the first time when Bruce laid down that Clark had started to purr. It was sweet now that he knew that it meant that Clark was content. But now this morning was another rumble that he had not heard before sounding more like a growl.
As he walked into the kitchen, he could see Clark staring at the newspaper and the growl only got louder as he was closer. He walked up beside him to see what was wrong. What he saw was a blurry picture of what looked like the superman kissing someone who one could not really see.
“Darling, are you mad that they know?” Bruce put a hand on Clark’s shoulder feeling the man start to relax and his muscles relaxed. But he pulled away quickly.
“No, no not at all! It is not that… I just hate the way they write about you.” Bruce took a look at the article and there was everything he had expected that superman was way too good for him, how he was just a rich bimbo and that superman should know better than to touch him.
“Hey, no need to be upset. I am fine with this, I expected it to happen.” Clark pulled him into his embrace and leaned in.
“I… I just hate the way people talk about you, like you are something that could be owned, and that you are corrupting me!”
“Hey, I know I have a past, and sure if I could go back I would do it all the same now. But I am who I am today because of my past, so I just have to accept it.” Clark kissed his neck and Bruce pulled his head up to kiss him properly. Bruce put his hands up in Clark’s hair and Clark's hands went down his waist. Now a more content rumble was starting to fill the room and Bruce was glad to hear it.
“Ewwww, this is the kitchen!” Bruce let go with a laugh and looked at Dick standing behind them in his pajamas, it was cute to see that Clark was still flushed when the children saw them.
Now it was not that Clark was avoiding going to the justice league meeting, he was just tired of all of the opinions about his relationship. He made the fatal mistake of taking up social media, and he did not think he had ever growled that loudly before and he scared Jason by mistake.
He loved Bruce, he loved the children and he loved his life right now. This was one of the best things that he had ever had in his life. And people were making a mockery out of it all, calling him a gullible fool falling for a slut. And it was that word slut that was rubbing him so wrong.
Sure, Bruce slept around but he was also not well at all during that time of his life and it had been an unhealthy coping mechanism. But he never hurt anyone, he was not like those people touching minors, he never cheated on someone or was used by someone to cheat. He hurt no one but himself, but here everyone was dragging him in the mud. And the worst part was that Bruce did not seem to care, the acceptance that this is his life made Clark even more angry.
But when he tried to explain some of it to Bruce, the other man had just ended up laughing. Saying that he had no virtue left so there was no use and trying to protect him from the rest of the world. It was that… that broke his hearth, that the man he loved believed that he deserved all of this happening.
Clark knew that the rest of the league had seen the news as he had gotten some messages asking if it was true or not. He had not justified those with a response. So, he knew that when he walked in there was going to be opinions and questions thrown at him. He kissed Bruce one last time, now it was Tim screaming that they were gross and should not do such things in front of them, with Cass beside him. He flew away still hearing Bruce laugh his head off.
Clark decided that this was going to be a normal meeting so he just went and sat down. Waiting for the rest to arrive, he collected himself and decided that he would not let this destroy his day. Diana walked in and Clark was thankful that it was her who first walked in thinking that it meant that he was safe.
“So, you did not answer my message?”
“Oh, I am sorry I have not been allowed to be on my phone.” She raised an eyebrow and Clark felt himself flush.
“I made the mistake of going on social media and that was not nice so Bruce took my phone.” She let out a small laugh and thankfully the questioning stopped as the rest came in. Clark took a deep breath and then he started his presentation. It took him about ten minutes before he noticed that no one was listening to him.
“Hey, why is no one listening?” His voice came out filled with more hurt than he expected.
“No man but I just wanted to ask about the news.” Hal asked and Clark had a bad feeling about this.
“What about it?” Clark tried to hope that his friend would not ask something bad, but this was Hal they were talking about.
“You sleeping with Brucie god damn Wayne!” Clark could feel his face flush.
“I do not see how that is any of your business.” He said trying to come off like Bruce who seemed to be so unfazed by this situation.
“Oh, come on are you to serious, you are fucking Brucie Wayne, it is big news how the hell did you even meet that guy. I am not surprised that he wants to sleep with you but I am most surprised that you want to sleep…” He could not go any farther because that was when the growling started, no one had heard Clark growling before so they all looked confused at each other.
“Clark, you're growling.” Diana broke the silence and it brought Clark back to the world.
“Oh, sorry, it has been a long day. Can we keep the questions to another day? I made the mistake of going on the internet so now I am just sad and tired.” And that seemed to calm the rest of them down and he could go on with his presentation.
It was a few weeks from when the news broke that Clark was needed for a big mission. Now Bruce had sent a sweet message to him once he told him. He understood that he would not be able to hear from Clark while he was away but as the days went on, he started to get a bit worried.
Now it had been a long day, all of the kids seemed like everyone was all over the place. He loved his kids more than anything in this world but sometimes they were a lot. There had been a lot of crying, hitting and breakdowns today. As he always had the word always threw more at him when he was already overstimulated.
That was when there was a knock on the door, Bruce was busy trying to get Jason and Tim to calm down as they were in the middle of a fight. Alfred had gone to open the door and Bruce hoped that the people would just leave. But then Wonder Woman walked into his house. The kids stopped and looked at her and Bruce, who was wearing Clark’s old shirt, felt like something bad had happened.
The kids started asking a thousand questions and Bruce had to take Wonder Woman into another room. There they stood still hearing all of the children running around all of them wanting to know why she was there.
“Something happened?” Bruce asked if he could feel his heart beating feeling afraid of why he got a home visit.
“While we were off-world, Superman was exposed to a gas. We have checked and everything will be fine, but he is a bit affected by it and has been asking for you.”
“Oh, but he is fine?”
“Yes, he just is acting like he is high.”
So that was how Bruce ended up going to the justice league building, he followed wonder woman to a door when he could hear people speaking.
“But I want Bruce to be here.” He heard Clark whine.
“Man, how many times do I have to tell you that he is on his way.” Was the tired response that he got back. Walking into the room it seemed like Clark was there laying on a bed with two other men beside him.
“Bruce!” It was the response he got when Clark saw him, the other man tried to stand up and walk to him but was pushed down again by the man beside him.
“Hi, sweetie, have you managed to get high?” Bruce said with a laugh walking to Clark to kiss him.
“I am not high.” Was the response he got after he pulled away.
“Oh, I can see, totally not high at all.” He agreed.
“Where are the kids? Can I see them?”
“When you are not high you can see them.” Clark got a sad pout at his answer and it was very cute that the other man wanted to see the kids, but he would have to sober up first.
Clark pulled him down with his super human strength and Bruce let out a huff at the manhandling. He could tell that all of the justice league was looking at them as they were a zoo display. He tried to ignore them there, thankful that Clark was too out of it to care or react to them.
Clark pulled at his shirt untucking it, Bruce raised an eyebrow at him but the other man had no shame while high. He just slipped his hands under, Bruce loving the feeling of his large warm hands on his skin. Bruce pretended to be annoyed but it was nice to have him here back relatively unharmed after he had been away for so long.
Bruce looked up at the rest of the league and found that their facial expressions were hilarious. It was clear that none of them had any idea of what to do with him. Bruce kept his face still all his training from being Gotham’s Prince helped him. He grabbed his laptop that he brought with him and started to work. Clark soon feels asleep. Bruce played with his hair as he worked.
POV Hal Jordan
What the fuck was happening that was the first thought that entered his head the second the news hit. Why the hell was Superman of all people sleeping with Brucie Wayne! He saw the blurry picture and it was clear to him that it was Superman.
He tried calling Clark but could not reach him, he wanted to know when the hell this happened? How did it happen? Did Brucie Wayne know his secret identity, how he was so careless. The man was a bumble head; he would just let the secret out.
Hal wondered for a moment that Clark had not told him what his secret identity was but he knew that Clark would never be with someone on such premises. He just hoped that Clark had not told Bruce anything about the rest of them.
Getting no response from Clark he leaned back. He wanted the man to explain himself but thankfully they had a meeting that day so he could not hide from him forever.
Hal sat down for the meeting to start and Clark just brushed them all off and started talking. That was when he realized that the man wanted to pretend like nothing had happened. Like him fucking Bruce Wayne was not big news.
When he pushed Hal for the first time in his life heard Superman growl. It was a low rumbling that might have scared him a bit. So, he dropped it, Clark was like a golden retriever and he looked so sad about what he had seen online. Hal wondered what he had expected to happen, did he believe that the news would hit and everyone would be fine with it?
It stayed in his mind but every time that he brought it up Clark deflected. Hal was so curious and he was getting no response. Then he heard that Barry was getting more information.
“Man, how do you do it?” He asked the speedster.
“Just ask him about the kids, or how it is going, don’t go at it as an interrogation.”
As they were making their way to a big mission, he decided to try that tactic and got out of Clark that the kids knew about him and Bruce. That the kids were the once that made them get together by looking them into a closet. He laughed with the other man, and if the kids knew that might mean that Bruce was serious.
Later he had thought nothing of it when Clark inhaled the gas, but then the other man started acting like he was high. That was when they found out that it had some kryptonite that made it so that the drug affected him. Hal had never thought about how Superman would act as high. It turned out he acted like a love sick fool.
Trying to keep the other man from just flying to Gotham was hard, Barry managed to convince him that Bruce should know about what had happened so he could decide if Clark could see the kids or not. It was well played, and it calmed the super down.
They sent Diana to get Bruce and Hal had no idea if the other man would come or not. What if this whole relationship was nothing to him, Clark just being another notch under his belt. Would they have a heart broken superman in their hands, he really hoped not because he knew there would be tears if it was so.
Thankfully soon Diana came with Bruce and Hal saw Clark shine up and reach for the other man. Hal had never met Bruce in person but he had seen him on the news to recognise him. The man looked even better in person than he did in the pictures, he had no idea that it was even possible.
He watched as they kissed and how Clark pulled him down, he was so surprised when he untucked Bruce’s shirt to get his hands underneath. It spoke about an intimacy that Hal had not expected, sure he knew that they were together but seeing it was something else.
Thankfully Clark managed to sober up quickly with all of the sun lamps and he left with Bruce. Hal had no idea what to think of Bruce; he had not been the Brucie that he had seen in the news. And it often was so that the news exaggerated and so on, but it still did not feel right.
The justice league had been working on spending more time together and not only meeting for world ending events. That was how the idea of the Christmas party had come up. It would be fun if they all would be there, play some games and everyone could bring their family.
That was when Clark said that he wanted Bruce and his kids here as well, and that was when Hal realized that he was fully serious about this relationship. He had no idea if this was a good idea, he was actually sure it was a bad idea, but it was not like he could do anything about it.