@MxtroPrince and Alfred can both go to hell. | Batman. | 21+ only. SS, SVRP. |
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...๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
โข Bruce Wayne / The Batman.
โข Main fc: Robert Pattinson.
โข Comic influences.
โข 21+ only. Writer 25+.
โข NSFW. Dark themes, violence, possible lewd.
โข Flexible to any era of Batman.
โก + โบ
No, it's not the Bat he's talking to. It's not Bruce Wayne either - it's Bruce. Just Bruce. Someone seen by the smallest handful of people.
Hn. Bruce plays favourites then, too. Caught in his own trap.
On the topic of 'feeling something.' Kal leans in conspiratorially, close, +
Kal realizes, maybe a tad too late, that making ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต joke wasnโt in anyoneโs best interest.
Not Bruceโsโbecause now heโs definitely going to be on the lookout for more suspicious ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐บ๐ด๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฐ๐ณ๐ด within their already paranoid little circle.
And +
ground, letting her think she's toying with him or playing games with him.
Kal moves in, and Bruce turns slightly to keep some of that spacing intact. It isn't conscious.
"My usual method of interrogation won't be successful with you. You tend not to be afraid from certain +
Bruce's brows pinched together, luckily it wasn't too visible beneath the cowl. Obviously a joke, but every joke has a kernel of truth. There's people who care about him and his well-being, who would notice if Batman's body gives out due to the constant demands placed on it.
+
That makes him feel .. multiple things, really. If anyone is in his corner, he's grateful it's Kal. Still- he's fine. He doesn't need a babysitter spy network.
The actual reason for the bickering stares him in the face. Kal likes him, enough that Bruce cracked the 'favourites' +
Bruce snorts. It's not a smile, don't think it is, but it does betray amusement more than a little crinkle at the corners of his eyes.
Kal is goading him. Prodding him. If it were Ollie or Barry, Bruce wouldn't take the bait. (Hell, if it were Ollie or Barry, or any of them, +
Mm. Au contrare. I'm the master of pickiness, such that I can tell when someone is faking pickiness.
You're not picky. You just have favorites.
[Kal snorts. He canโt help it.] See, thatโs where youโre wrong.
[He tilts his head, voice easy, like heโs humoring Bruceโbut his eyes say otherwise.]
Superman likes attention. Justโฆ not from ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ. Heโs a little selective. Not that ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ would know anything +
[The amusement he feels is shown only in his eyes, the warmth there if you know where to look.]
I hear Wayne Enterprises could arrange a large scale drone-show, lighting up the sky with an 'S.' I know how much Superman likes attention all on him. [~]
I'm asking Superman. I know your actual birthday.
[He knows everything, after all. ~ He knows Kal's birthday is February 29, he knows Ma Kent still makes a deal out of it, even all these years later.
But today is ๐๐ช๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ข๐๐ฃ ๐ฟ๐๐ฎ.~]
When it becomes obvious that Kal has started to pick up on some of his tells, Bruce's first instinct was to pull away. To isolate from him, to keep that information about himself, both obvious and subconscious, hidden and safe.
Kal would never use it against him, logically +
protein. The jam is sugar. It's meant to give me a little quick energy and more lasting energy, not be a culinary demonstration."
His tone is flat, but it's not dismissive. It does objectively have the texture of construction caulk.
"Besides. You were out of meat."
He hasn't +
"Of course," he says as seriously as ever, playing along. "I admire your dedication to the safety of Lois and all the Planet staff."
The obvious tension in his shoulders when Kal walked in had begun to lessen. Slowly, his body recognized the truth that Bruce went to this +
damn apartment of all places to find. He was safe here.
A bite of his sandwich, the jam sugary sweet while the peanut butter clung to his teeth like molasses. "Parked the jet half a mile away. Needed to stop off. Too bright to fly home." It's a little too obvious the location +