SuperBat One Shot for Imaginemarvel. I'm so so sorry if things went wrong. I'm not as deep in the DC fandom as in the Marvel fandom sry.

I know that you didn't sleep six whole hours and im wildly disappointed. Still you deserve this bc you are a nice person.

ENJOY!

Bruce was pacing through the BatCave. Clark was gone far too long. He should have been here thirty minutes ago. Something must have went wrong. Shit! Why did he care so much for the freaking alien?

"Master Wayne. You are pacing again."informed Alfred who was sitting on a table to program the BatNightmare. A new security system.

Bruce sighed and forced himself to sit down and work on the new suit. It got some scratches from last night's mission.

Bruce began tapping his foot on the stone floor. His leg was jumping in nervousness.

"Master Wayne. If you really want to know where Clark is, you could call him." Alfred said without looking up from the computer.

"He's Superman. He can look out for himself." Bruce mumbled more to himself than his butler. But he couldn't sit without tapping his foot. Fuck it. He will call him!

Bruce jumped to his feet and walked up to his living area to call Clark. 

"Clark? Where are you? You're late." asked Bruce. He could hear people talking in the background.

"Oh I'm sorry Bruce. But I met Lois. Do you remember her? Lois Lane? My Ex. We went out eat something after I changed my clothes of course." said Clark excitedly. 

Lois Lane. Of course he remembered. She was a whining bitch. What the hell did she think would happen as she jumped into a pool of water as a building fell in her direction!? The water would make the building vanish!? NO! She needed Superman to save her! Bruce didn't need Superman to save him! He is fucking BATMAN!

"Mh. I remember. She was nice." Bruce answered a little annoyed.

"I'll be back in half an hour. Is that good? You can lock the doors. I have a key. Thanks for letting me sleep there again. That's really nice of you." Clark said and apparently laughed at something Lois must have said. She wasn't even that funny! Bruce was funnier than Lois Lane!

"No problem. Are you two like.. going on a date?" he hesitated to take those words into his mouth. He shuddered at the image. Who would like to date that woman!? Clark could have anyone!

Wait. Was he jealous? Oh he was! No no no no no! Bruce Wayne was not jealous of Lois Lane because she dated Superman. Clark wasn't even that cool. He did not have a CRUSH ON SUPERMAN! Hell no!

"No. I'm not stupid. She has a boyfriend. We just wanted to talk again." Clark said and it seemed as he was chewing something.

"Oh. Okay. You need a ride home from there?" Bruce asked.

"I can fly Bruce. Did you forget that?" Clark laughed slightly.

OH shit! He just embarrassed himself to the gates of hell. Oh man how awkward.

"No I... Anyways. Have fun. Or something." he replied and ended the call. Smooth Wayne. Smooth as crunchy peanut butter.

Bruce went back to working on his suit. The thought of Lois sitting and laughing with Clark made him mad. How dare she! She has a boyfriend! Poor dude. 

Who did she think she was. Going out with his boyfriend. Friend! Just friend. Maybe best friend. But not more!

"Master Wayne. You are mumbling again." said Alfred, who was still working on the program.

Bruce head snapped up. "How much did you hear?" he asked.

"Enough to know that I will sleep in a hotel room tonight as soon as Mr.Kent comes home." says Alfred and stands up to pack his bag.

"I DO NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON SUPERMAN!" yelled Bruce after him.

"But on Clark Kent." said Alfred and closed the door behind him.

"Douchebag." whispered Bruce and went back to work on the suit. Tony Stark had helped him with the design and the mechanics. He was proud of it. It looked even more intimidating.

He fell asleep on his project and woke up to a hand shaking his shoulder lightly. Bruce jumped awake and pressed the intruder against the nearest wall with one hand.

He soon realized that he had Superman pinned under him. And his face was far too close to his own. But still he didn't move away.

His eyes wandered to those wonderful pink lips and he soon forgot that Clark was not his boyfriend.

"Bruce?" Clark asked. He could easily push him away but he didn't. Why did he not do it? His mind was blank. What?

He looked Bruce into the eyes and soon recognized that he was focused on something different than talking.

Bruce Wayne was staring at his lips!

The next thing was happening far too fast for Bruce. Clark had pushed him away and now held him pinned against the wall. But he had pressed his lips into Bruce's.

Clark was not quite sure what he was doing but it felt so good. Like an urgent need that just got relieved. He pressed his body into Bruce's and pushed his tongue into the other one's mouth.

Bruce was a little confused but he rolled with it.

As they broke apart to take deep breaths, both of them were more than awkward. Bruce rubbed his neck and felt his cheeks reddening to the color of a tomato. Clark smiled widely.

"I wanted to do that for a really long time." Clark said and looked at Bruce.

"Same." he replied.

"Cuddles in bed?" Bruce asked.

"Hell yeah."

what do you think? I don't really ship it but who caaaaares! I like it though! 

Alfred the awesome motherfucker! 

BAIIII!