Fic: Bliss
Jun. 4th, 2008 10:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
starsandseaTitle: Bliss
Rating: PG
Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 633
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For the amazing![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jen_in_japan's birthday! *glomps* Happy birthday, Jen! Also, greatly inspired by eve_k's stunning art! Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.
Bruce was watching Clark sleeping. Early morning light was spilling in through Clark's tiny window. Around them, he could hear Clark's neighbours moving around, music drifting down from somewhere. But here, in Clark's bed, they were cocooned within their own world, where everything revolved around them being in bed at this instant, blankets around them, beautiful warmth cradling them, and Bruce glazing at Clark's beloved face while he slept.
Clark's face was entirely free of worry or stress, or Kal-El's alieness, or Superman's heroic facade, or Clark Kent's simple farmboy face. This, Bruce knew, was his lover entirely without masks, his soul bared, like it only ever was at times like this, the early morning, or when they made love.
Bruce found himself waking up early, just so he could see it, see this look of utter peace on his face. Utter contentment. Utter joy.
Bruce reached out and very gently brushed a strand of hair away from his face, careful not to wake his love. He paused, noticing the difference in their skins, as he always did. Clark's entire body was clothed in gently glowing skin. A healthy glow, a beautiful glow. Bruce knew that many people assumed that it was Clark's natural skin colour, but he knew better. He had seen pictures in the fortress of kryptonians, of Kal's parents, and they didn't have Clark's golden glow.
No, Clark's glow came from the yellow sun, his exposure to it since he had landed in Kansas, slowly covering his skin, like a brand from the sun, who loved his love so.
Bruce looked at his own skin, pale, never seeing the sun, thanks to the hours and days and months and years he spent in the darkness of the cave, hiding from the blinding brightness of the sun, hiding from its rays. His skin didn't look right in sunlight, didn't look healthy, it just looked... dead. But it wasn't, he could see the veins running underneath, blue lines running along his hand and arm, and the scars atop them, some silvery, most red, angry, clearly visible.
His skin really wasn't nice to look at, mixtures of blue and red, mingling into purple at times. Not like Clark's. Clark's perfect, unflawed, beautiful skin, housing an equally perfect and beautiful body. A body that any god would be envious of, that would make a sculptor break down in ecstatic tears at the thought of being able to emulate. But any statue would never match up to the reality, and besides... Bruce smiled wryly at the thought, feeling pain touching his soul.
Clark was sure to outlive any statue, any marble mirror.
Bruce let his hand fall, caressing Clark's face with his finger tips, the skin so soft, a hint of roughness at his cheek. He pulled his hand back, the white and blue and red no longer tainting Clark's beauty, his golden glow.
He pulled the blankets up, hiding more of his skin, shivering slightly at the cool air that surrounded the bed. He started when he felt Clark's arm going about him, pulling him up close, until they were pressed skin to skin, Clark's body gloriously warm.
"You cold?" Clark mumbled, voice thick with sleep. Bruce shook his head. Clark's arm about him tightened. "Good." He could feel Clark's smile against his face. "Love you."
Now Bruce smiled, a real smile, a small smile, that he only allowed on these occasions. "I love you too."
Clark's whole body heaved in a sleepy, happy sigh, then he felt lips caressing his cheek. Bruce sighed his own sigh, pressing closer to his lover. He closed his eyes, feeling the sun caressing them both, Clark's warmth all about him, his love bathing him with its radiance.
He fell back asleep again, a smile on his face.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 633
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For the amazing
jen_in_japan's birthday! *glomps* Happy birthday, Jen! Also, greatly inspired by eve_k's stunning art! Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.Bruce was watching Clark sleeping. Early morning light was spilling in through Clark's tiny window. Around them, he could hear Clark's neighbours moving around, music drifting down from somewhere. But here, in Clark's bed, they were cocooned within their own world, where everything revolved around them being in bed at this instant, blankets around them, beautiful warmth cradling them, and Bruce glazing at Clark's beloved face while he slept.
Clark's face was entirely free of worry or stress, or Kal-El's alieness, or Superman's heroic facade, or Clark Kent's simple farmboy face. This, Bruce knew, was his lover entirely without masks, his soul bared, like it only ever was at times like this, the early morning, or when they made love.
Bruce found himself waking up early, just so he could see it, see this look of utter peace on his face. Utter contentment. Utter joy.
Bruce reached out and very gently brushed a strand of hair away from his face, careful not to wake his love. He paused, noticing the difference in their skins, as he always did. Clark's entire body was clothed in gently glowing skin. A healthy glow, a beautiful glow. Bruce knew that many people assumed that it was Clark's natural skin colour, but he knew better. He had seen pictures in the fortress of kryptonians, of Kal's parents, and they didn't have Clark's golden glow.
No, Clark's glow came from the yellow sun, his exposure to it since he had landed in Kansas, slowly covering his skin, like a brand from the sun, who loved his love so.
Bruce looked at his own skin, pale, never seeing the sun, thanks to the hours and days and months and years he spent in the darkness of the cave, hiding from the blinding brightness of the sun, hiding from its rays. His skin didn't look right in sunlight, didn't look healthy, it just looked... dead. But it wasn't, he could see the veins running underneath, blue lines running along his hand and arm, and the scars atop them, some silvery, most red, angry, clearly visible.
His skin really wasn't nice to look at, mixtures of blue and red, mingling into purple at times. Not like Clark's. Clark's perfect, unflawed, beautiful skin, housing an equally perfect and beautiful body. A body that any god would be envious of, that would make a sculptor break down in ecstatic tears at the thought of being able to emulate. But any statue would never match up to the reality, and besides... Bruce smiled wryly at the thought, feeling pain touching his soul.
Clark was sure to outlive any statue, any marble mirror.
Bruce let his hand fall, caressing Clark's face with his finger tips, the skin so soft, a hint of roughness at his cheek. He pulled his hand back, the white and blue and red no longer tainting Clark's beauty, his golden glow.
He pulled the blankets up, hiding more of his skin, shivering slightly at the cool air that surrounded the bed. He started when he felt Clark's arm going about him, pulling him up close, until they were pressed skin to skin, Clark's body gloriously warm.
"You cold?" Clark mumbled, voice thick with sleep. Bruce shook his head. Clark's arm about him tightened. "Good." He could feel Clark's smile against his face. "Love you."
Now Bruce smiled, a real smile, a small smile, that he only allowed on these occasions. "I love you too."
Clark's whole body heaved in a sleepy, happy sigh, then he felt lips caressing his cheek. Bruce sighed his own sigh, pressing closer to his lover. He closed his eyes, feeling the sun caressing them both, Clark's warmth all about him, his love bathing him with its radiance.
He fell back asleep again, a smile on his face.
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Date: 2008-06-04 01:09 pm (UTC)This was beautiful and sad! I rather love the image of Clark glowing a little in the dark. :) But I wish he were awake enough to tell Bruce how beautiful he is in turn!
he could see the veins running underneath, blue lines running along his hand and arm, and the scars atop them, some silvery, most red, angry, clearly visible.
Mmm, I can see how beautiful he is underneath Bruce's distaste of his body--the beauty of a man who's truly living his life, with all the pains and struggles in it. They make such a good match in their very different beauties, and I can see it so clearly when I read your gorgeous stories!
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Date: 2008-06-05 06:36 pm (UTC)This was beautiful and sad! I rather love the image of Clark glowing a little in the dark. :) But I wish he were awake enough to tell Bruce how beautiful he is in turn!
Hee! I love the image of Clark glowing the dark. :p
Mmm, I can see how beautiful he is underneath Bruce's distaste of his body--the beauty of a man who's truly living his life, with all the pains and struggles in it. They make such a good match in their very different beauties, and I can see it so clearly when I read your gorgeous stories!
Awww, thank you! *blushes and glomps* *pets Bruce* You can bet that Clark thinks similar thoughts when he's the one watching Bruce sleep... :)
Thank you again, Jen! And I'm really glad you liked it and had a good day! :)
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Date: 2008-06-04 04:57 pm (UTC)Clark's skin glowing is so delicious, I really like the visual of his golden glowing skin.. and I think it goes beautifully with Bruce's pallor. I might be reading too much into it, but... if Clark is the Sun -ever bright and pure blinding light- then Bruce with all the scars and imperfections and pallor would be the moon? With the references to sleep and romantic thought -I think those are all things related to the moon! They go great together, and they are so beautiful, each of them, in their own way...
His skin didn't look right in sunlight, didn't look healthy, it just looked... dead. But it wasn't, he could see the veins running underneath, blue lines running along his hand and arm, and the scars atop them, some silvery, most red, angry, clearly visible.
Bruce's blue veins showing through his skin is made of the sexiest sexiness ever. I'm sure Bruce can't say that about himself, lol, but man! I'm such a sucker for veins *vampiric ferret licks her lips* tehee!! So pretty!
I owe you tons of fb and the beta of the second arc of the slave fic! *covers eyes* I'm sorry I'm so late with that! It's almost done, I'll send it this weekend! OR ELSE! *huuugs*
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Date: 2008-06-05 06:42 pm (UTC)Hee! *pets them both* I think Clark knows that Bruce watches him, but he doesn't say anything. Just like he doesn't say anything about the hours and hours he spends watching Bruce sleep. :p
Clark's skin glowing is so delicious, I really like the visual of his golden glowing skin.. and I think it goes beautifully with Bruce's pallor. I might be reading too much into it, but... if Clark is the Sun -ever bright and pure blinding light- then Bruce with all the scars and imperfections and pallor would be the moon? With the references to sleep and romantic thought -I think those are all things related to the moon! They go great together, and they are so beautiful, each of them, in their own way...
It was really pretty to imagine, Clark glowing in the dark a bit. :p LOL, I always think that Clark is the Sun and Bruce is the Moon! That's why they go so well together. :p *pets them*
Bruce's blue veins showing through his skin is made of the sexiest sexiness ever. I'm sure Bruce can't say that about himself, lol, but man! I'm such a sucker for veins *vampiric ferret licks her lips* tehee!! So pretty!
*giggles* No, I don't think he can say that... :P *grins* But I'm really glad you liked that detail! :D
I owe you tons of fb and the beta of the second arc of the slave fic! *covers eyes* I'm sorry I'm so late with that! It's almost done, I'll send it this weekend! OR ELSE! *huuugs*
*snugs* There's no problem with it! I know things are crazy for right now, but only a few more days, right? :D
*glomps* Thank you for your lovely comment, Mina! I'm really glad you liked it! :D
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Date: 2008-06-04 06:13 pm (UTC)Clark's golden glowing skin as a gift from Earth's sun is such a wonderful image.
And Bruce's distaste for his own pale skin is typical. I'm sure that if this was written from Clark's POV, we'd get a very different take on Bruce's skin and his beauty! :)
The early-morning peacefulness and the lack of masks is great here.
Great job! :)
And Happy Birthday! :)
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Date: 2008-06-05 06:44 pm (UTC)LOL, I'm sure we would! *pets them*
I'm really glad you liked it, Brady! :D Thank you for your lovely comment and the birthday wishes! :D
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Date: 2008-06-04 07:17 pm (UTC)I love Bruce's thoughts here, the look at Clark through his eyes. I like the peaceful, happy feel they both deserve.
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Date: 2008-06-05 06:45 pm (UTC)*pets Bruce and Clark*
Thank you for commenting! :D
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Date: 2008-06-04 07:19 pm (UTC)No, Clark's glow came from the yellow sun, his exposure to it since he had landed in Kansas, slowly covering his skin, like a brand from the sun, who loved his love so.
Eee! This reminded me of All-Star Superman, where future Clark just glows gold entirely. I guess this is the beginning of that! And I'm with Jen that I love the idea of Clark glowing slightly in the dark ... I don't know if that's exactly what you were going for, but ... eee! :D
And Bruce! BRUCE! With the pale, translucent skin and the blue veins showing through and the scars crossing over them ... mroww! I'm sure he's gorgeous, although of course he would never see it. =P The veins, though, THE VEINS! That is a brilliant detail.
And this:
Clark was sure to outlive any statue, any marble mirror.
*wibble*
But yay, sleepy Clark! And sleepy Bruce! So cute, them cuddling. *smooshes them together*
This was an enchanting slice of life piece, Star. And Happy Birthday! *hugs*
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Date: 2008-06-05 06:50 pm (UTC)Eee! This reminded me of All-Star Superman, where future Clark just glows gold entirely. I guess this is the beginning of that! And I'm with Jen that I love the idea of Clark glowing slightly in the dark ... I don't know if that's exactly what you were going for, but ... eee! :D
LOL, that hadn't clicked with me, but as soon as you said it made perfect sense! :p *giggles* Clark glowing the dark, whoo! I was sort of going for that, so yay! :D
And Bruce! BRUCE! With the pale, translucent skin and the blue veins showing through and the scars crossing over them ... mroww! I'm sure he's gorgeous, although of course he would never see it. =P The veins, though, THE VEINS! That is a brilliant detail.
*pets Bruce* He's very very pretty, of course! But as you say, he just can't see it. *grins* I'm really glad you liked the detail of the veins!
*pets sleepy!Bruce and Clark* They insisted on cuddling at the end, and who am I to deny them? :p
*glomps* Thank you for your lovely comment, Christine! And for your birthday wishes! :D
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Date: 2008-06-05 02:10 am (UTC)*applauds*
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! ^_^ If you'd like a b-day ficlet, throw me a pair and a prompt, and I'll happily oblige. :D *hugs you*
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Date: 2008-06-05 06:53 pm (UTC)*pets Clark and Bruce* I always love the image of Clark glowing with the sun's light! :p
Thank you for the birthday wishes! And I'd never turn down the chance of a story from you, even if I do fail at prompts! :P How about... Clark/Bruce with a prompt of... music! *hugs back*
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Date: 2008-06-05 03:30 am (UTC)I love the theme of immortality subtly in this one. And the contrasting. And the beauty of peace surrounding them in this moment.
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Date: 2008-06-05 06:54 pm (UTC)*pets Bruce and Clark* The immortality theme just sneaked in there! lol.
Thank you for commenting! :D
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Date: 2008-06-05 05:59 pm (UTC)I love this ficlet! I love the description of the sounds around Clark´s apartment. And the description of their skin, the colours and the glow, it just sounds so right!
And a tight hug and caress from a happy and sleepy Clark is just what Bruce needs to take away some of his sadness and self loathing.
He pulled his hand back, the white and blue and red no longer tainting Clark's beauty, his golden glow.
Just so sad.
I´ve been meaning to draw Bruce and Clark for you in a tux ever since that request several weeks ago, I just haven´t been able to find the time. But I promise I´ll do it somewhere soon!
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Date: 2008-06-05 07:00 pm (UTC)Yay! I'm really glad you liked this! :D I forgot to say in the notes that this was really inspired by your beautiful artworks, with how pale Bruce is in them! *runs to fix*
And a tight hug and caress from a happy and sleepy Clark is just what Bruce needs to take away some of his sadness and self loathing.
Yep! Just what Bruce needs. :p
I´ve been meaning to draw Bruce and Clark for you in a tux ever since that request several weeks ago, I just haven´t been able to find the time. But I promise I´ll do it somewhere soon!
*grins* I'm sure the sight of them in a tux will be more than worth the wait! :P
Thank you for your lovely comment! I'm really glad you liked it! :D
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Date: 2008-06-06 08:52 am (UTC)