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starsandsea) wrote2010-12-05 06:20 pm
starsandsea) wrote2010-12-05 06:20 pm
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Drabble: The Truth
Title: The Truth
Rating: PG
Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 349
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For the WFGE! For the prompt F6 - '"I'm so sorry, but I love you". Happy-ending please.' Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct. :)
"I'm so sorry, but I love you." The words echoed around his mind. He could hardly believe them. But they were true - Kal had been tied with the Golden Lasso, as he said them.
Batman had been working to free him from the other restraints, from the cell he was in; captured by Luthor. He had had to get so very close to Kal, was practically right on top of him, struggling to disarm the Kryptonite bomb that would explode if Superman moved, if any more weight was added...
He had been uncomfortably aware of how close he had had to get to Kal, feeling his breath, hot on his exposed chin and lips. Kal, who had started to move, leading him to snap at him, demanding him to keep still, he would die otherwise, why couldn't he keep still?
His answer had been a whisper, pained laughter running under it. "I'm so sorry, but I love you."
How he had managed to defuse the bomb, he did not know. How he had managed to join the fight with the others, managed to help take down Luthor, sit through the debriefing, all with Superman barely looking at him, keeping as far away from him as possible...
Batman took a deep breath. He slipped into Clark Kent's apartment, and waited in the shadows, feeling his heart beating in his ears, focusing on controlling it, so that Clark wouldn't know he was here.
The clock in the kitchen ticked, seconds, minutes, an hour going by before Superman appeared, pain on his face. Emotional pain.
Batman took a deep breath, then removed the cowl, his movement making Superman startle, then his eyes grow wide as he saw him, before he looked away.
"Bruce, I... I'm so sorry, I just..."
Bruce took another deep breath, then moved to stand in front of Kal. "You have nothing to apologize for. Nothing at all." And then he kissed him, feeling his heart pounding in his chest, felt Kal's arms go about him, and knew that nothing could be more true than this.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 349
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For the WFGE! For the prompt F6 - '"I'm so sorry, but I love you". Happy-ending please.' Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct. :)
"I'm so sorry, but I love you." The words echoed around his mind. He could hardly believe them. But they were true - Kal had been tied with the Golden Lasso, as he said them.
Batman had been working to free him from the other restraints, from the cell he was in; captured by Luthor. He had had to get so very close to Kal, was practically right on top of him, struggling to disarm the Kryptonite bomb that would explode if Superman moved, if any more weight was added...
He had been uncomfortably aware of how close he had had to get to Kal, feeling his breath, hot on his exposed chin and lips. Kal, who had started to move, leading him to snap at him, demanding him to keep still, he would die otherwise, why couldn't he keep still?
His answer had been a whisper, pained laughter running under it. "I'm so sorry, but I love you."
How he had managed to defuse the bomb, he did not know. How he had managed to join the fight with the others, managed to help take down Luthor, sit through the debriefing, all with Superman barely looking at him, keeping as far away from him as possible...
Batman took a deep breath. He slipped into Clark Kent's apartment, and waited in the shadows, feeling his heart beating in his ears, focusing on controlling it, so that Clark wouldn't know he was here.
The clock in the kitchen ticked, seconds, minutes, an hour going by before Superman appeared, pain on his face. Emotional pain.
Batman took a deep breath, then removed the cowl, his movement making Superman startle, then his eyes grow wide as he saw him, before he looked away.
"Bruce, I... I'm so sorry, I just..."
Bruce took another deep breath, then moved to stand in front of Kal. "You have nothing to apologize for. Nothing at all." And then he kissed him, feeling his heart pounding in his chest, felt Kal's arms go about him, and knew that nothing could be more true than this.
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Oh my! That was so tense!
Kal, who had started to move, leading him to snap at him, demanding him to keep still, he would die otherwise, why couldn't he keep still?
He? Bruce was so close to Clark trying to disarm the bomb. They would both die! But Bruce’s concern was only for Clark. Bruce was so amazing there!
He slipped into Clark Kent's apartment, and waited in the shadows, feeling his heart beating in his ears, focusing on controlling it, so that Clark wouldn't know he was here.
Waiting in the shadows – that typical for Batman/Bruce and I liked how you used it there. And I liked the part with Bruce trying to control his heart beating that Clark wouldn’t hear it – that was wonderfully done!
The clock in the kitchen ticked, seconds, minutes, an hour going by before Superman appeared, pain on his face. Emotional pain.
Poor Clark.
"You have nothing to apologize for. Nothing at all." And then he kissed him, feeling his heart pounding in his chest, felt Kal's arms go about him, and knew that nothing could be more true than this.
AWWWWWW! That was such a sweet and lovely ending!
Happy-ending please.'
I’m glad I’m not the only one that prefers happy endings. :D
That was such an amazing story Star! I really enjoyed reading it. Thank you very much for sharing this!
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You noticed that, did you? Yep, Bruce was only concerned about Clark there, not himself... *pets him*
Hee, I'm glad you liked Bruce lurking in the shadows, I had a lot of fun writing him being all sneaky! :P
I’m glad I’m not the only one that prefers happy endings. :D
Most definitely not! :D
Thank you for your lovely comment, Lis! I'm so happy you liked this! :D