Lovesick

(first meet) at a gala for @freaksinlovexx

bruce rlly did just *lip bite* lolll

you said battinson right 🙂‍↕️ then i was trying to think of how they’d interact in a gala. so in this, my head was thinking, clark who is concerned over this notoriously shy pretty thing who looks like smiling at the crowd hurts him and suddenly ‘hanging out’ with people. bruce is trying to develop his own brucie wayne persona for the first time to deter suspicion - what would a loner with all that money do, after all? too much - but fails.

it’s silly but i hope you like it

Bruce and Clark are the same exact height and refuse to admit it.

Hear me out. This originally starts when they're hanging out and Clark says "since I'm the taller one" in a conversation as though it's fact. And Bruce immediately stops him.

Bruce: Wait what? You're not the taller one.

Clark: Bruce I'm very clearly 2 inches taller than you.

Bruce: No. You very clearly have curly hair.

Clark: My hair is literally a part of me tho. And even without it I'm still about half an inch above you.

Bruce:Wrong. I have all your measurements and it shows that I am exactly 0.4cm taller than you.

Clark: You think your so smart whenever you use metric

Bruce: I think I'm so smart always

Clark: Well clearly not if your measurements are inaccurate. Don't worry though, people love short kings

Bruce: I am not a short king

Clark: Would you prefer miniature monarch or even pocket sized prince

Bruce: I would prefer you shut up before I leave you here with a shard of kryptonite up your ass

The next time they meet after this conversation is in the watchtower.

Clark: .... Did you put lifts in your shoes

Bruce:What? No

Clark: You're taller than you usually are in the suit

Bruce: No I've always been 4inchs taller than you in the suit

Clark: Bruce the ears don't count

Bruce: If you want to count your badly styled hair as a part of you I can count the cowl

Clark: You're being ridiculous my hair is literally a part of me, it's attached to my head

Bruce: And the cowl is attached to my soul

Clark: THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE

Bruce: When you're as tall as I am you don't have to make sense *pats Clark's head and leaves*

Are there any other suitable tags I can add? It's so hard to get a post seen just once...૮₍ ˶•‸•˶₎ა

It's about this post for those who don't know what the anon is talking about.

Clark sighed tiredly, watching Bruce flee through the ruble of levelled city on a Batscooter of all things.

He wasn't even surprised that this thing existed. He was more surprised by how far Bruce was willing to go just to avoid being carried by Clark.

Clark wouldn't be surprised if the next means of transportation was a pair of Bat roller skates.

Bruce probably had them stored somewhere in the Batcave already.

With another sigh, Clark began counting.

"Five, four, three, two, one..."

Bruce started to cough. The consequences of breathing in toxic fumes that lingered above the ground. Something that could've been avoided if he accepted Clark's offer to fly them out.

Five coughs later, Bruce was laying on the ground, unconscious, his Batscooter next to him.

Clark flew to the Bat, taking him into his arms carefully, then flew away to safety.