Ficlet: Tanlged Wires
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starsandseaTitle: Tangled Wires
Rating: PG
Pairing: Bruce/Michael
Word Count: 418
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vigilante_wake, who requested: a Batman/Mr. Terrific ficlet where they're fixing the JLA's computers or something and turn each other on with their techno-geekiness! I'm not sure how techno-geeky this is... alright, it's not techno-geeky at all. And it turned out to be more serious than I thought it would be... anyway, I hope you like it! Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.
Bruce glanced up from where he was sitting on the floor of the watchtower, untangling some wires. Michael quirked an eyebrow at him as he walked into the room. Bruce returned his attention to the mass of wires in front of him.
"So... you've had a field day in here, huh?" Michael's voice was amused as he stared at what was once the monitors. Bruce grunted.
Michael laughed lowly. "Here, let me help you with that." Bruce's bare fingers on the wires were joined by Michael's, who sat himself down, opposite him. "How'd they get in such a mess?"
Bruce sighed, but the corners of his mouth lifted upward slightly in a smile. "You know wires, Michael. They have the magical ability to tangle themselves up, even if you keep them separated."
Michael laughed again, and they continued untangling the wires in silence, fingers brushing against one another's. Bruce thought on his last words, how they could describe human lives. Even if you separated yourself from people, you would still have to interact with them, depend on strangers to grow food that you could eat, electricity for you to use, everything that you needed for life. You could never be totally independent from everyone. And, eventually, people would start to know you, recognize you, even if they didn't know your name. It was amazing, really.
Michael's fingers brushed against his again, and Bruce shook his head. He always started thinking things like that when he was up here alone, with Earth's glow gently illuminating the windows, blotting out the stars. He and Michael started work on a particularly tangled knot of wires. But he wasn't up here alone, was he? Michael was here.
The wires untangled at last. Michael sat back and sighed. Bruce moved to sit next to him, and they leaned back against the wall, looking out the windows at Earth. It looked so peaceful from up here. You would never know how much pain and suffering it's people endured from looking at it like this.
Michael sighed, and Bruce guessed they were thinking similar thoughts. He turned his head to look at him. Michael did the same. They stared at one another for a few minutes before their lips seemed to meet of their own accord. They kissed slowly, exploring each others mouths, bathed in Earth's glow. Bruce smiled into the kiss. The wire of his life was tangling with another's again.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Bruce/Michael
Word Count: 418
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For
vigilante_wake, who requested: a Batman/Mr. Terrific ficlet where they're fixing the JLA's computers or something and turn each other on with their techno-geekiness! I'm not sure how techno-geeky this is... alright, it's not techno-geeky at all. And it turned out to be more serious than I thought it would be... anyway, I hope you like it! Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.Bruce glanced up from where he was sitting on the floor of the watchtower, untangling some wires. Michael quirked an eyebrow at him as he walked into the room. Bruce returned his attention to the mass of wires in front of him.
"So... you've had a field day in here, huh?" Michael's voice was amused as he stared at what was once the monitors. Bruce grunted.
Michael laughed lowly. "Here, let me help you with that." Bruce's bare fingers on the wires were joined by Michael's, who sat himself down, opposite him. "How'd they get in such a mess?"
Bruce sighed, but the corners of his mouth lifted upward slightly in a smile. "You know wires, Michael. They have the magical ability to tangle themselves up, even if you keep them separated."
Michael laughed again, and they continued untangling the wires in silence, fingers brushing against one another's. Bruce thought on his last words, how they could describe human lives. Even if you separated yourself from people, you would still have to interact with them, depend on strangers to grow food that you could eat, electricity for you to use, everything that you needed for life. You could never be totally independent from everyone. And, eventually, people would start to know you, recognize you, even if they didn't know your name. It was amazing, really.
Michael's fingers brushed against his again, and Bruce shook his head. He always started thinking things like that when he was up here alone, with Earth's glow gently illuminating the windows, blotting out the stars. He and Michael started work on a particularly tangled knot of wires. But he wasn't up here alone, was he? Michael was here.
The wires untangled at last. Michael sat back and sighed. Bruce moved to sit next to him, and they leaned back against the wall, looking out the windows at Earth. It looked so peaceful from up here. You would never know how much pain and suffering it's people endured from looking at it like this.
Michael sighed, and Bruce guessed they were thinking similar thoughts. He turned his head to look at him. Michael did the same. They stared at one another for a few minutes before their lips seemed to meet of their own accord. They kissed slowly, exploring each others mouths, bathed in Earth's glow. Bruce smiled into the kiss. The wire of his life was tangling with another's again.
