Harley Deserves Love

@robohypermonkey

((Hope I did them justice, I try to capture the balance for the relationship. It’s a bit more than a ‘date’ though since to get all the kids is a..lot of work.))

It took Hal forever to convince Bruce to take a vacation with his kids. The man was always so worried about them, thinking someone could snatch them up at a moments notice. Hal could relate, but also Bruce’s kids were more then capable of handling themselves on a simple vacation out of Gotham right? So Bruce finally caved after a month of prodding not so subtly at dinners, on dates, at League meetings, and whenever he could catch the man on the phone.

The problem he was not expecting, was rallying the kids. Damian looked as if Hal threatened to kill Bruce when he was told about the trip, and started packing things camp then Disneyland and yelling how he was taking Duke with them. Dick took it positive, mentioning he would have to tell Star he was gonna leave for a family trip but would meet them there. He had to actually find Bizarro to even talk to Jason, who outright laughed in his face at the thought of a ‘family trip’. To say it took many a bribe of chocolates from a candy store in the boys old neighborhood is an understatement, though he doubted Bruce would mind the minor withdrawal. Apparently afterwards Dick said he was going to pick up the rouge batmember and to not worry. Steph was the most enthusiastic, surprising Bruce with a hug and a excitedly babble about what they had to and thereby becoming the ‘planner’ of the thing. Cas gave Hal a once over at the information before silently going to follow Steph, casually nudging her in correct directions when the hyper girl was sidetracked. And Tim..thought he was gonna stay to look over everything, and Hal wouldn’t say anything when he saw how the young man went shock still in surprise when he found out he was coming too. To have fun. To be a family. But after a multitude of group calls, and schedules being realigned, they all gave in

Bruce all the while had been doing checks upon check around the city, and Hal had to tug him away once or twice with a kiss or two to get his boyfriend to sleep. That it would be fine, and Hal couldn’t wait to put B on a roller coaster and colorful teacups. The millionaire always just rewarded the efforts with a exhausted grin and a pull closer, all while muttering he would delete any evidence Hal might gather on him that didn’t scare new recruits. He was the Dark Knight Hal, he couldn’t have brightly lit pictures of him smiling around the tower surely. Hal tucked himself closer, brushing away the lines of sleep as his boyfriend fell asleep, and couldn’t stop the small smile that would spread across his face. This trip was gonna be perfect.

When the day came, it was hectic to say the least. Damian was repacking with a scold that he had more weapons then clothes. Steph was rattling off timetables that suspiciously looked too organized for the blonde herself, but Cas just stealing from the snack box  before the drive.  Bruce almost seemed floored when Duke came to the manor, ruffling Damians hair with a grin and a bag of his own, but after a moment went back to helping load everyone up. Hal helped of course, with the assistance of a certain color glow it was a bit less insane.

The drive was hilarious, all of them crammed in a car as the kids tried to get a music station to work, Hal kept looking over to Bruce, cracking jokes about each station as it went on.

“Oh didn’t you know? Bruce was actually in a hair metal band. I think you called yourself Stardust?”

“Man B always plays Paramore at the Tower, what is with you bats and dark music?”

“Bruce! Bruce! It’s your favorite, One direction! Sing with us!!!”

He could tell that the man was trying not to chuckle, sending eye rolls and hidden smiles to them every chanc he could. Hal was proud of the fact not one blade was pulled out during the entire ride to the park itself, that every kid was actually not on the verge of tearing out each others throats when they got there and the only other car parked out was a familiar motorcycle. Along with the two bits of family they were missing.

While all the kids unloaded, and Dick and Jason walked over starting to chat; Hal grabbed Bruces hand with a small grin. His boyfriend looked a bit overwhelmed for a second at seeing all of them here. That it was a bright, sunny afternoon and all of his family was there and fine. The moment of peace stopped when all the kids, grown up or otherwise, screamed and made a mad dash to the park. Hal is glad he could fly, because he didn’t know some of the kids brought skates in their packs.

The day progressed like any other.Jason hanging by Tim and making sure he actually goes on rides, Steph acting like they were looking for treasure with how percise her schedule was, Dick putting Damian on his shoulders to everyones amusement, and Hal getting to stay by Bruce side as they watched the kids on the rides every time.

“They seem happy.” Bruce said softly in his ear, tucking Hal closer as the bat kids ate ice cream by the water.

“Told you they would, see I make great plans.”He grinned back teasingly, pressing a kiss to B’s cheek with a small chuckle. Even if Bruce snorted at the gesture.

“Steph and Cas planned this, you just gave them an idea.”

And it was like that for most of the day, like the outside world and superheros didn’t exist and Hal felt apart of the large family B had created. Like everytime Tim and Duke got into a squabble over detective techniques and Bruce just cut them off by splashing them into the water, it was natural. That when Hal actually helped Cas get her candy out of her hair from a ‘sweets war’, even if she said that she had a knife to cut it out, that he could get used to being surrounded by the flock.

As the sun started setting, and they made their way to the top of Disney castle through...not approved by staff means, Hal was exhausted. Bruce was actually laughing, and smiling, coffee in hand and arm wrapped around Hal’s waist with a certainty they hadn’t done often in front of B’s entire set of kids. But he couldn’t find it in himself to care, laying lazy kisses and content hums every so often as the fireworks started to go off above them. Though his concentration was stolen when Bruces whispered words hit his ears.

“Would you want to stay?”

“..Are you actually proposing Bruce?”

“Is that a yes if it is Jordan?”